I want to know the course that the rivers beneath your skin take
I want to know the valleys in your heart and how deep they go
I want to know the canyons in your bones and who put them there
I want to know who's initials are carved into your mind
and the memories that they can no longer call "mine"
Lush green hope
Springs from the ground
Replenished with love
Soft on the feet
Every step cushioned
Exuberance of nature
Soft kiss of the sunrays
Every facet of nature
Held within them
As I skid along the green
To roll down eternity
The landscape is colourless, featureless
What defines it is the sky
The crashing clouds and circulating wind
That flies beyond our human sight and
Cuts the horizon beyond its borders.
Sometimes it changes like the flow of
Time, the universe and everything
Can you see it morphing?
In your deep eyes, those flashes of light
Mean nothing but colour.
What is colour to us?
What is colour to me?
Colour is nothing
For colour only decorates and
Says nothing substantial
Giving it life while
Taking ours away
Like blinking specks of diminishing light.
You are colourless in my eyes.
The land has not escaped
Scraped capered and shorn
Wild and unruly
Shaped by sapien fantasy
In state like a funeral procession
Delayed by man's hand
The noble way of nature
Sequoia pine and verdant brush
Flowers fern and ancient ivy
Not as I am nominally free
Unbounded and unrestrained
As you were meant to be
Chirping sound of insects echoing,
Resonance of such is ever so soothing,
Enhancing the beauty of the surrounding.
Distinctive landscape encompassing,
Illuminating loving-kindness so calming,
Totally immersed in such a surrounding.
Passing clouds fade along the horizon,
Alluring sunset radiates a mystic neon.
Swirling waves crafted a forsaken cave,
Superb scenery of such is indeed a rave.
Expectation of beauty is well surpassed,
Defying Aristotle's logic and his glory past.