Laying on the soft fluff of green
Breathing long and legato, in rhythm with the wind
Soft peaceful voices serenade my ears alone to hear,
The secret melody of my nature without end
I close my eyes and it plays under the tree,
A tree of great length, cool and content.
My boundless nature floating in the sky,
Free of burdens and discontent of expectation
A world without regulation
With nothing but the sweet scent of air
Natural warmth in a world of light,
Surrounded and segregated from hate
Soon to dissipate as the young girl awakes from her long hours of slumber
Only to face the day ahead
Full of fear of rejection
She ends the