I'm sorry with what we have done to you. We haven't understood that the closer we are to you, the closer we are to us. You are the only one that can take us back to our creator. The only one that let's me swim in that ocean of yours that I'm so obsessed with. You are the mother of my plants that I seem to kill all the time. You are the only comfort I find when I am lost. Leaving you with a smaller print of mine has become a priority in my life. I sometimes feel that the battle is uphill that you are slipping through our fingers without us waking up.