Wisdom, kindness; always bound together. Profound reality; not in how we look or see. Vision alone will never weather a storm; beauty; merely skin deep. Kindness makes each of us beautiful, no matter how we look, dwells in the heart of everything; our greater vision of humanity.

All is connected and time affects each of us, teaches urgency, reaches every beating heart; our life clock ticks fleetingly. From birth until death, each hand a tool of time, each hour, the power to make a better world for all. Or fall along the way, wait until our dying day.

We are all the flowers of the earth, we either grow, or wither, or fall among the weeds. To seed ourselves in great beginnings, we must find a way, make each day, worthy of our being. Seeing in the light, until the time we fade to earth, exist only in a seasonal rebirth.

In the depths of the never mind, apathy, pain contain forever. From the roots of the earth; to the clouds in the sky; our world bleeds. To succeed, the soil beneath our feet must be treated with great care. Too late to walk without consequence, the planet's fate is in our hands.

Our planet is a work of art, must never be seen in simple black and white. Each day it is our choice to bring color to the world; to shed light in dark places. Touch the earth with positivity, make a mark that does not leave a stain. Pain or happiness is at our fingertips.

I have no home, no loved ones of my kind, forever I'm confined. Why do others stare at me? Share the reason, I must pass each season and all time within this place, rot and die without a friendly face that does resemble mine? My crime I do not know. Please can someone let me go?

Live for the moment, each second of time, glimpse simple beauty in the structure of rhyme, touch a lone snowflake on the tip of your tongue, remember the words of a song you once sung. Cherish the sound of gentle laughter and remember a kiss, of love ever after.

Birds are born to fly and were given the sky, lions are born to roar; their roar should never be heard from behind a locked door. To save the soul of humankind, all creatures must live free, unconfined, not as slaves. Only in the camera lens should earth's creatures be captured.

To achieve a better understanding of our being, let us reach out to all that surrounds us. Be at one with the land, the sea, the sky; for as long as the sun shines and the rain falls there is life and hope. Be humble; for all of us are leaves that tumble on the wind.

Diversity; for we are all colors of the rainbow. Drawn together, without greed or prejudice, we can grow, create a healthier picture for all. We either brush the planet away in polluted shades of black and grey, or we agree; the only color that truly matters is to be green.

Brick upon brick, the buildings tower high, skyscraper mountains, blot out the sky, sealing out the sunlight of the people down below, dealing out the money that the beggars never know, working in the city, paying such a price, running in the rat race, I pity all the mice.

With great weight upon each shoulder; the boulder of Sisyphus weighing us down, life can be like walking a tightrope on the edge of a knife. What adds weight to our being is how others see us. How we choose to leave the world. Do we grieve before the end? Or lend a helping hand?

We are greatly critical of humanity. But it is down to each of us individually to reshape our ideals, to teach each other a better way to be. To succeed, thrive in life; give what we can and only take what we need. Think on our planet's health, not individual wealth and success.

We are the dust of stars and whether or not we believe in an eternal soul or the final fall, the universe exists within us all. There is no limit to the heights we can reach or the depths we can sink. The future is ours to make, but it is not a future we should take from others.

If our world was made of brittle glass, intricate, delicate, beautiful as snowflake, we would protect, preserve her, handle with care. I believe our planet is all those things and more, from the small ant, to the giant oak. We live on a jewel. We must make her shine.

True quality in human nature is not always in how we treat a friend, but in how we treat a stranger. From birth until death; to the very last breath, we belong to an earth family. In love that's found in nature, from the ground to the sky, in the very earth we lie, all are one.

If value in life never extends beyond the chain on the front door or a shallow pursuit of money, earth will remain a soulless home for the narrow mind. Four walls and a locked door does not make our earth secure. The goal; be kind to all on mother earth, she is worth everything.

When a seed grows from a rotten heart and the needs of others are forgotten, the earth will simply tear apart. Those with a voice of reason must not be silent, for as each season passes and the rot continues, we will all decay. Time to make a stand; no time to lay down and die.

The New Year begins and we must renew, rethink our love for all things living and growing, for that is the true path of knowing life's meaning; to give unselfishly, to teach each other that humankind can be kind. The reality is; we are all the brothers and sisters of the earth.