My shallow existence in this beautiful world
I shall now paint you a picture, with powerful words
Words that describe the joys of the birds
How they move threw the sky as if nothing accrues.
Brazing  bison that stroll threw the world in powerful herds
As the evolutionary pool is swiveled and swirled

I look into the sun and try to fight its powerful rays
My earth circles round it and brings me age by days
It lights my life, i sleep and wait for its return to light my way
It brings my garden to life to the vital part it  dose plays

I walk into the water, it sways me with calm
But without a alarm it can be viscous cause harm
I respect it. Its big and vast my plants weapon of arms
Can take human life no way to disarm

I lie down on the grass. To smell the flowers and bees
I breath in and get the scent of apples and trees
Trees are so green, cool wind of a breeze
Bees wisk round pollen,but no sign of a sneeze

Crisp white snow no foot print of mark
Bright white moon that guides the way threw the dark
It reveals a big brown oak with strong rich staggering bark
My natural beautiful world gives me hope for my hearts.