Nature Lover

The presence of the tree,

of the desert and the brook,

of the ocean and the sea,

is how Nature takes shape

in me.

I touch my seaweed hair

and feel the depths of canyons

in my curves.

The mountains are my peaks

and the forest floor my feet.

When did it happen?

This becoming one

with everything,

and like a lover,

Nature reflecting myself

back to me.

Text Edveeje Fairchild

photography Zito Colaço