“Perhaps we only leave So we may once again arrive, To get a bird's eye view Of what it means to be alive. For there is beauty in returning, Oh how wonderful, how strange, To see that everything is different… — Erin Hanson Copy Share Image
“Because the birdsong might be pretty, But it's not for you they sing, And if you think my winter is too cold, You don't… — Erin Hanson Copy Share Image
“Perhaps we only leave So we may once again arrive, To get a bird's eye view Of what it means to be alive. For… — Erin Hanson Copy Share Image
“There is a fable in the forest Whispered by the branches, as they blow. A tale about the truth of leaving Things that no longer help you grow. For on the surface it looks simple, Like you only need lace your boots, But there is nothing quite as painful As untangling your roots. And proof is found in tree stumps… — Erin Hanson Copy Share
“There is freedom waiting for you, On the breezes of the sky, And you ask "What if I fall?" Oh but my darling, What… — Erin Hanson Copy Share Image
“The irony of life Is our greatest fear is to forget, Yet it's the only certain fate That anything has ever met. We know… — Erin Hanson Copy Share Image
