EverlastingWaves

I'm the girl
who's only really hersef
when she's surrounded by friends
the one who only uses her voice
in her writing
the one who lives
a life inside the silence and beutifulness
of the world by itself
the one who smiles

The place I call home ...

has sturdy, stubborn mountains
lined with tall, reaching trees
that touch the soft white clouds
in the sky above the place
that I call home;

has only two seasons: the hot,
sweaty summer

Snow drifts down
from the gentle sky
White
The night sky
slowly takes over the day
Black
Roses bloom
showing sings of spring
Red
Grass creates a ground
that tickles your feet
Green
The water sloshes

Every person
lives in the folds and creases
of life
lives the wonders
of watching rain trickle
from the sky
lives the horrors
of losing someone you love
of having to leave someone forever
lives to breathe deep

The future is distant
Now it is the present
And now it is past

Time goes by fast, doesn't it.

 

Nature seems to have Mystique
The green vines
wrapped around the tall
sturdy trees
that reach twords the infinate sky
which is painted
with pinks, purples,
and colors undescribable 
that blend into eachother