How can you unsee an etched wound?
The name will tell the moon...
Natures Army
The world is my home...
Wind rustling through eternity's acres
In a pastel land of green and shade...
Marvels and mysteries surround our earth
As ideas and answers are always given birth...
Oh, the grass is so green
Such healthy flowers begin to grow...
The leaves are brown, the sky is blue
You can tell that winters not quite through...
I love you more than all the stars in the sky
I love you more than all the trees in the forest...
From which direction do they come
And when they fall, where do they land...
...................Spring...................
................Is coming...
Feel autumn's breath on your lips
Fading, gasping, something to say...
You cannot bisect
the darkness...
What it means to bloom -
something akin to adoration...