Spiky and unclear,
questionable, as nature,
so is life at times.
Mysterious
Not to be crossed
Beauty but scary,
overworked, like a mother,
nature in full force.
Ride away
Journey through nature,
wander to find your calling,
from bare to blooming.
Natural
Champions’ breakfast;
winter time’s sunny side up,
nature lover’s bliss.
Spring joy
Slightly faded blooms,
as mother, though tired, smiling,
brighten up your day.
