Nature

A cool breeze runs through the land,
making tree branches dance.
Rustling and swaying
in the nice summer air;
beautiful and tranquil.

As calm as a lake,
and as peaceful as a swan.
There are no worries,
nor opinions and bad thoughts.

The trees are soldiers, standing tall and proud,
looking over the world.

They are quite sophisticated,
and they make good friends.
Just sit against a nice tall tree
among the rest of nature.
It's just you, your thoughts,
and the world.

The tree watches patiently.
It won't mind.
It accepts you for who you are.