#WhisperingNature
#picbyme

Lush meadows I endlessly walk.
Peaks I scale, hands laced with chalk.
Flower beds, a bountiful pasture,
Are all things I stalk, seeking the whispers of nature.

Great distances I travel,
Hoping subtle whispers I’ll unravel.
Lost in thought I walk,
Bare feet on shards and gravel.

To Places no one has ever been.
Mesmerizing sights no one has ever seen.
I walk with purpose, through rocky roads and grasses green.
Towards the world of man, I turn my spleen.

The sky viciously rumbles, a storm approaches.
Slowly but surely, on my being it encroaches.

My...