Hopeful Nature

Precious, protected, powerful, peaceful.

Swish, swish is the sound trees make

when they sing to a sad lake.

The flowers wave and wink in the wind.

The taste of hunger rests deep

within the wild sheep.

Eyes glistening in the bushes,

 forever searching… What could it be?

Rainbows reach high for the clouds,

birds are perched, oh so proud.

Mountains gather in a little crowd.

The sun’s rays are shining down,

the moon reflecting its luminous light.

Everything is alright.

We gather in awe…

But why do we cut trees with a saw?

Trees weep as we humans sweep them away.               

We stay to pray that they never go away,

but live to see another day.

So don’t be blue, nature, just be you!