Moments pass,

Years go by.

Darkness falls onto the

Everlasting skies.

Amiable mornings

Rise in the

East. New seasons abound; flowers

Sprout in the soils, as do the

Trees.

Mother Nature

Ardently waiting

The time to pass us by.

The earth spins around,

Her blue waters flowing and feeding the thirsty grounds.

Everlasting peace; the

World goes ‘round