
Observing the world,
looking down on the earthlings—
ancient trees, godlike.

Observing the world,
looking down on the earthlings—
ancient trees, godlike.

Silently pensive,
observing world’s rise and fall—
like god, the statue.

Reaching all over,
wrapping arms around the throat—
time overtakes life.

Stuck between the lines,
with paradoxes abound;
driving—car or life.

Shoving in your face
positivity, sunlight,
as enthused grandma.