the start of a seed with pure dirt
nothing in disguise
little things to water of the sky
all we need to see it come alive

a green stick of sour muscles
spreading his love
getting longer
seeking for shade
absolute light
growing confident into pure luck

Turning brown over time
like the dirt you allmost came with
getting circles for each end of time
all the cycles to stiff
blossom its mind

making green fur
not being naked and empty
green veins of species
all unique

spreading love
turning little green ***** covered in hair
like a bald man
opening up to be a beautiful gland
pink shapes made of white material

Can this be a

blossom
flower
person
human

my life is catching up to nature
nature just wants to please itself
just like all the others

the shallow region of the heart    
a concept of living
throughout
or
without you.