what makes me human
is my desire

to taste the drifts of winter
to smell the waves of summer

to guide the breeze of autumn
to grow with the flowers of spring

if i could manipulate the world
to paint the perfect portrait

the seasons would be beautiful;
and life would be simple.

if i could do anything
and everything,

you would bloom with the blossoms
and fall with the foliage

you would graze in the green
and sway with the snow

paintings portraits and pictures
of the life i need
want
and love