Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptine — Kahlil Gibran
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptine — Kahlil Gibran
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptine — Kahlil Gibran
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptine — Kahlil Gibran
Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptine — Kahlil Gibran
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Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, We fell them down and turn them into paper,That we may record our emptiness.

— Kahlil Gibran
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