The bright green leaves
Reflect the golden sunlight;
The stilled blue sky just stands
And looks down on everything;
The invisible wind passed by, waved,
And moved on in its journey;
A small black bird swiftly chased it.
Despite the treacherous times,
Trials, tribulations, and endless pain,
Nature has her healing ways of keeping us
Sane with her doses of beautiful creations
She canvassed and gave reality to, today.
Tomorrow, we shall steadily struggle onward.