Romanticism- “Awe of Nature”

There’s chaos amongst the trees

but I prefer THAT over people.

The wind is the language of the universe.

The flowers transmit the message.

The bees run us away while Mother Nature does her job.

They always come back,

They never go far.

Ants await in the grass,

In the very places you picnic.

Humans still burn candles

As forests dismantle.

Fate draws us together,

now your enemies are my enemies.

Rivers run freely with no direction in mind.

Like a love so deeply that couldn’t withstand the tests of time.

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