The trees awaken in shade.

They act like Geminis...

Leaning wherever the wind pushes.

(Leaning wherever the wind pushes.)

(Leaning wherever the wind pushes.)

Leaves cuddling with the worms...

Watching them slither brings comfort.

Breezes touch the apple's stem

In the midst of a cashmere cloud.

Blissful as a somber kiss,

The soft skin will bloom the mind.

Nature is birthing...

Almonds and berries

For what is to come of the eagle's nest.

Little giants...

Pursue after the garden's placenta...

Hoping to grow their own roses,

And water them properly.

...

While eyes are hidden beneath the trunks of nature...

Some may be found,

But in nature...

Realize that all is lost.

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