The Day Of Nature

The day is done

and the darkness comes

with the music in my ears of the birds

chirping, as the beautiful bouquet blossomed in the bright sun

the wind dancing with the stars

and the leaves rustled in the wind talking to each other.

Lying and listening

to the smell all around us waiting to be found

heavy grey. Pure white.

The sun as beautiful as dandelions 

while the rivers flow slowly 

sitting down hearing peace like sleep

Nature is gold, hard to hold

leaves everywhere looking like a flower

but only so far an hour

while the rabbits play in the sun 

laughing and smiling 

as time goes by,

the theives steal the clock 

and the moon tags the sun.