
Shows its true colours,
proud, original—nature
unlike the human.

Shows its true colours,
proud, original—nature
unlike the human.

To claim nature’s gifts,
and still be oblivious—
blind is privilege.

Seeking unpaved paths,
scavenges through the bushes,
a rainbow catcher.

Greying in stages,
varying shapes and sizes—
trees, our grandmothers.

Though all clear it seems,
high and low will be your path;
observe—street shows life.