clinging to my life
mother nature offers hope.
mother’s medicine.
Archives for April 2018
walk gently
the land is barren.
covered with festering sores.
footsteps of humans.
strife life
show me your troubles
and i’ll happily keep mine.
no troubles no life.
flaming life
when time is a wind,
misfortune blows the hardest.
life a fragile flame.
morning mourning
and so the worm turns
just like the changing seasons.
we fall down and mourn.
searing cold
when winter stays long
the heart aches for the hot sun.
and feelings get burnt.