Land is Life. For Survival. Identity. Self-determination.

“once there was a butterfly in my palm,

but i let it flew…

not because i do not love it,

but because i wanted it to enjoy the flowers and the bees.

keeping it in my palm won’t make it the best butterfly it can be,

so from a distance, i’m happier watching it fly and play in the garden while the sun is shining…

because when the rain comes,

i know, if it truly loves me,

it will fly back to me.”