And Solace.

Beneath these roots and veins, amid the sticks and bones, I seek to understand. Ancient links carry the old and give way to the new, the last remnants of purity and lore. I walk, threading between it's secrets hidding among leaves and stones. Nostalgia, her influence is felt deep within, primitive, this gentle connection exerted by Mother Nature, I long, to ear her speaking in tongues so familiar that will never be foreign, words bonding souls, bringing the much needed comfort to my own feelings and calmly laying the inner unrest to sleep.. Nature, my peace & solace. http://noir-division.deviantart.com/gallery/60620827/And-Solace