
Though invincible
even nature stays grounded;
mere mortals, we can’t.

Though invincible
even nature stays grounded;
mere mortals, we can’t.

Mind of a human,
bit rusty on the outside—
like nature herself.

Scarred, marred, and dented—
as life is sometimes—nature
unfathomable.

Living on the edge,
mulling over life choices,
brunching on popcorn.

In tiny pockets,
lies the opportunity,
to bloom, as nature.