
A crude watermark,
staining our lives forever—
a nation, suppressed.

A crude watermark,
staining our lives forever—
a nation, suppressed.

Flawlessly aligned,
as a scene from a movie;
undisturbed nature.

Cloudy, overcast,
swinging as a pendulum,
mind on windy days.

As deer in headlights,
squirrels scrambling for dear life;
humans in the way.

Aiming for the skies—
yet, spreading roots far and wide,
tree, a way of life.