#WhisperingNature
Oh nature, the depth of your beauty confines me,
I search the great hills and low valleys for a place to call my own,
I drift amongst the trees and their feathers call me thef,
I look around for a tiny cave to hide my weary furs,
but the caves know me not for they say to me "you do not belong".
Behold I go, climbing high into the sky, looking for a place to call my own but the depth of your beauty confines me.
I fall back down to the graves, crawling beneath the rough humus as it scratches against my now weak skin,
but then again it's says "you do not belong".
Again,...