Inside the stars, I see every color that is you

The bleeding temperament of all that is true

The infinite wonder of the darkest day

Releases the scars of the pain that can't stay

Believe in the forests and you will find your sacred tree

Wake up from the illusion so that you can be free

Only the heart knows what it needs to survive

For it is only in the beauty of nature in which you are truly alive

© Christopher M Skinner