The rustling of the trees is so beautiful and eerie
In the natural beauty of the wind, kicking off a beautiful twister of leaves
In the sea of crunchy brown leaves growing with my earthly theory
The texture of roots are growing upwards, causing them constantly to greave
My ears are full of sounds of nature’s voice, calling your name as I cry
Faster than a fan of electric source, in the mud of footsteps that continues to follow me
As I walk through the crunchy forest, leaving a soft sound of the sky
Birds of Prey are singing to attract their yummy lunch for free
As I touched the bark feeling the roughness on my fingers
A little wild rabbit comes slowly accepting
The smell of a pure natural scent of the rabbit lingers
Firmly as the little bird flies near me pretending
Pretending that I am a living statue, echoing out to its fellow friends
Magical creatures comes with a special calling
Phenomenon of nature and humanity together in the end
The spirits are in me and nature’s belonging