Undying love

The trees, the trunks covered with moss

Loquacious birds chirping for a cause

The bubbling music of a stream

Like the holy river of a realm

Canopies of flowers hanging about

Haze of buttery sunshine shining out

Nutty aroma of the rodents beneath

Air flittering greenly through the leaves

Insects buzzing noisily all around

Hearing an occasional scowl of a hound

The glided air, the wet ferns

The teasing breeze, its strange turns

The unknown path here in woods

Searching explorers as if they could

Pattering like footsteps across the matted earthen floor

Words of newness, the rain did bore

The divine nature, its true grace

Disappearing with the coming days

Nature’s undying love will cease to be

With the doom of it’s every tree.