6 acessos
I am the blade of grass
trembling in the breeze
affected by surroundings
I am the lava
whose path nothing can stop
changing the land, for better of for worse
I am the forest
The one being cut down the size
Only the owls know the secrets that I keep
I am the sail
the one standing in awe of the winde
Amazed by the great lengths it carries me
All I see is white