The calming sound of the waves,
Rushing against the rocks...
Some say that Africa is the wild,
But to me the true wild is in the plains...
~~~~~~~~~~~~Spring~~~~~~~~~~~~
An apt array of animals awake to awkward awry...
Sweet breezes whistle,
Waves elegantly collapse...
One fine day, I sat down to think
What was Beauty? It was difficult to ink...
Long time ago,
during nights and days...
Outside of the box full of drama
That we call highschool...
Katrina the ballerina dances in the sky
Destroying everything in sight low and high...
It's cold outside,the trees are bare
It's so quiet it can almost scare...
The immense beauty
stunning views celebrated...
I hear the distant drumming, the rain comes down...
Moon Light
There is a certain light...