I love that trees are evergreen
And every bird on every scene is chirping it's own song
I love that skies are azure blue
And they reflect an opt full hue let oceans be oblique
I love that sun has rays of silk
And flowers hold their pleasant ink that writes dew on their leaves
I love that air is into breeze
And mostly holds if it would cease a windy blitz from dawn
I love that dusk sprinkles the stars
And keeps them amidst its arms to write a story in each
I love that sand is tangerine
And every crystal has a beam unique as of it's own
I love that mornings are of hope
And nights are of reminding thought to bear consistent vibes
But all that I resent is that
A human holds his threat in hand
All throbbing nature infuriates
What's ought to be set calm
We blame all but our kind
What's with a human mind?