for everything is natural

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.