If you lived forever,Would you pick up every stone on the beach?Skim them across the sea,Then wait for them to return. If you lived forever,Would you fell every tree in the forest?Fill the earth with seeds,Then watch as they grow. If you lived forever,Would you summit every mountain?Dip your hands in the clouds,Then count every … Continue reading Counting Stars
Category: poetry
Gone
The trees will still stand when you’re gone, grass will still sway and the flowers will bloom. The ground will still nourish when you’re gone, your dreams will be lost to the earth. The wind will still blow when you’re gone, your love will sail the world. I will not be here, when you’re gone.
