Trees

I notice what’s in front of me,

My heart starts pounding, fast at rate

I see, a masterpiece, no single sole can recreate.

If only, year round all would stay,

But winter must be part of fate.

 

 

The swirling trees, and flower blossoms, they make me pause, and just to look.

I stop, observe, enjoy, and learn

By sound and smell for I am torn.

Like sparkling jewels, the trees stand tall,

And one big tree, with branch like thorns.

 

 

My waves have calmed,

I feel the breeze,

Staring at the spiral trees.

I sit and watch, the flowers shades

Finally, an inner peace.