Branches buried in gloom, peering at a pearl in the muck.
The images and voices of people who care to see the earth flourish for generations to come inspired me, speaking worth into something as little as a hair clip. I remember walking in the warm afternoon sunlight to join the climate rally at one of my local parks. Even in my small town, people care.
She is that which never wavers, silent in the face of bloodshed, smiling in the face of the storm. She is loyalty; forever inspiring.