for everything is natural
June 5, 2008 § 3 Comments
Where the sky and the mountain’s meet,
there exists a sense of peace.
all limits seem to be breached,
nothing needs to be preached-
for everything is natural.
As the clouds move past,
and the light fills all parks,
the mountains remain
still yet filled immobile movement-
for everything is natural.
The west is bright,
and the clouds keep telling
their never ending rhapsody,
yet time proves not enough-
for everything is natural.
As i write this,i try to look back,
try to feel the freedom,
try to feel that belonging,
yet i cannot live there-
for everything is natural.
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Guess we have gotten so used to this plastic life that the purity of nature just isn’t comfortable anymore…
Well-written!
@sameera: 🙂
Beautiful poem, tells everything is naturel.