Mother Nature Doesn’t Abide To Rules Never Written Down

Mother Nature Doesn’t Abide To Rules Never Written Down

I used to get lost among a sea of weeping willows
Hardly afloat, struggling below the waves of self-doubt
Until I was washed ashore in a foreign place bare of regret
Up river from that delta’s gangly grasp and salty weight

A mysterious beauty brushed my hand
So I allowed my thumb to rest over hers
And we just rode atop the water’s swell
Surfing on seconds, our hearts so doused

She flowered my cheeks with gentle endearment
The petals guiding my heart’s progression
As she clad me in something that I never want to shed
Try as I might I still haven’t discovered it yet

I just know that this bud will mature
Nothing about this water pale stunts our growth
Although we’re both parched for a little more
Refreshment comes when the last grain falls

The chipped paint and rust are sanded away
As the leaves of my calendar flutter everyday
The trees’ glares sometimes reflect silly segways
But we giggle and refuse to remain stationary

Mother Nature controls the flow’s direction
We’re exactly where we’re suppose to be
Keep adding question marks to the tails of your thoughts
I hope we both have fruitful futures at the orchard’s gate

Just like grass growing in the sidewalk’s cracks
Some life is just meant to be
We’re claustrophobic beneath this concrete
But one day we’ll grab the Sun’s rays

I don’t need any trail markers
When I get lost in your verdant eyes
Under this canopy of comfort we’ll keep drifting asleep
And continue to float down this river of fallen leaves