Every cell aligned,
so perfect, it’s almost fake—
it’s nature at work.
Undisturbed
Tag: poetry
Glory together
Seasons all in one—
spring, summer, autumn, winter,
when nature intends.
The judge
Observing the world,
looking down on the earthlings—
ancient trees, godlike.
In a gift shop
Silently pensive,
observing world’s rise and fall—
like god, the statue.
Comes to us all
Reaching all over,
wrapping arms around the throat—
time overtakes life.
The Chaos Within 