
Leaves, humans, nature—
black, white, bulgy, and skinny,
assorted is life.

Leaves, humans, nature—
black, white, bulgy, and skinny,
assorted is life.

Smiling all the way,
flanked by the bliss of nature—
walking down the aisle.

Bringing greens to life,
in the wake of summer nights,
raindrops on treetops.

Clouds a gathering,
light blue yet dark and heavy—
muddled, as humans.

Though ever alone,
basking in nature’s shadow
you’re never lonely.