Squirt
Bluelight Crew
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- Apr 13, 2000
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She scoffed at the idea of a rock being beautiful.
She scoffed...
I wonder how many times she's walked by a rock and scoffed at its beauty.
How many times has she taken for granted the tree outside her dorm building? The grass she walks on? The air she breathes? The sunshine that rains on her face every day?
I wonder how many times she's driven by a tree-covered mountain and only seen it as an obstacle in her path...
I wonder how many times she's looked at a tree and stood there, marveling at its separate ecosystem...
I wonder how many times she's noticed the hundreds of different shades of green, blue, and brown in nature...
I wonder how many times she's sat by a stream and thought about where it was going, or where it had been...
I wish I could show her just how beautiful that rock is...
She scoffed...
I wonder how many times she's walked by a rock and scoffed at its beauty.
How many times has she taken for granted the tree outside her dorm building? The grass she walks on? The air she breathes? The sunshine that rains on her face every day?
I wonder how many times she's driven by a tree-covered mountain and only seen it as an obstacle in her path...
I wonder how many times she's looked at a tree and stood there, marveling at its separate ecosystem...
I wonder how many times she's noticed the hundreds of different shades of green, blue, and brown in nature...
I wonder how many times she's sat by a stream and thought about where it was going, or where it had been...
I wish I could show her just how beautiful that rock is...

