Sh not a titalating sound. Please remain silent for the revolving world. And pay attention to the natural rustling twisting leaves. Watch the manner in which leaves grow. With enormous spacing behind each leaf within a specific timeline they follow. Gathering nourishment from the extending branches, twisted and firm. When the autumn season arrives, leaves emerce themselves with colors they are prone to know. Everything is beautiful. Magical experiences are surreal. Mother nature's love becomes the final frontier. There's a secret to why leaves scatters to find. Multiple leaves floating to the green grass beyond, while innocent memories gather around. To collect. And press each leaf inside a photograph book. Everything seems to say farewell, to the romantic love that has lost its spell. Everything's incredible. When lover's dreams about the mate initially. Everything seems to be divine. When righteous folks look towards the prize. Everything is everything. These two words are locked in natural timelines. Everything is quiet, so that thunder can build its progress. Everything magically becomes three words, love and happiness. There's beauty in everything.
© Daniel Mason