Nature
Nature is where the good things are..
The colours are as vivid as an analog photograph
A tree is made of the wood of my veins..
It grows and it flows continuously.
Birds are friends that fly only upwards.
They are white as hope is..
Insects are essential to the liveliness of the landscape.
They fight, they survive..
Rivers are secretive and elusive.
It all comes back to me from a river..
A bridge is appearing from nowhere..
Only to be found everywhere.
Flowers are waiting for my prayer.
They know they are beautiful that is why they are so proud to be in front of the sun.
Weather is nice; let’s go somewhere to celebrate the clouds..
Shapes all around are painting a picture of my future.
My future feels safe when I’m in nature.
I stay here, mature and ready for the change that was longing for me, from forever.
All the good things are here.
