Natural Love

Staring at my window, i shutter Watching the rain coming out of the gutter I wish to see a smiling rainbow But they don't come from where i claim to go Clouds that brood as they go by trees as still as photographs, breathe with a sigh My mind seemed to be rather cold So i walked the bridge, the crossing road Instead of brooding through desolate fields, I decided to let go, put down my shield The sun comes out, bright, beautiful, stunning The moon slips out, and is very cunning Flowers are crayons, with color everywhere I just can't help but stop and stare Life is like a beautiful nature walk Which is better than a dry desert stalk.