I saw your name growing in the trees
Light peaking through the canopy
Roots digging deeply into me
Flowers that were once merely seeds

I feel the grief
Of a falling leaf
A forest floor
and forgotten love

I heard my yearning spoken by ferns
Poetical lines grasping like vines
Enthralling as the pollen
Flowers that were once merely seeds

I see the end
In a broken limb
I feel the grief
Of a falling leaf

Your more beautiful than nature to me
Its only natural
That when this concrete jungle grows around me
I'll miss you