
Aisle of greenery,
cure for mental pendulum—
long walk to freedom.

Aisle of greenery,
cure for mental pendulum—
long walk to freedom.

Though contained, it burns,
embers of memories past,
like fire, jealousy.

Seasons, childish glee,
times change; reality meets,
eats idealism.

Human vanity,
lining on a single file,
having felled giants.

Cloudy in between,
bit rough around the edges—
as nature, so’s life.