Nature
by: quess?
truth floats in the wind
caresses my mind’s ocean
and arouses ancient waves of thought
perhaps now more than ever
ancient waves are collapsing
upon the shores of time
Oceanic minds are sparkling
with the glitter of the sun’s enlightenment
absorbing its rays
We oceanic minds
emblazoned by the sun
vaporizing ancient waves of thuought
into clouds of creation
…singers, poets, artists…
gather the griots
Cumulative Cumulus Stratified Stratus
a storm is coming
truth floats in the wind
from whence comes the wind?
only time knows
timeless winds carry truth
is eternal
embedded in the seeds of all creation
reborn in the arts
trapped: floating in the clouds
released: raining upon the mass
Nature will have its way…