nature listens.. human speaks..

shall i see the leaves,
beauty that greens my eyes,
rolling down the log,
my views are then block...

i touch the beauty leaves,
they thorn me in my fingers,
i touch the ugly log,
surprised to feel it's tender..

the old tree speaks gently to me...

dear lady, you have grown..
cheer up and have no more mourn..

dear lady,mend the tear..
forgive the past that made you glare..

wind whispers went my ears..
fading away all my tears...

the wind breeze till my hand numb
up there, i see a smiley lamp.
the lamp * holds me and makes me warm.
"rise n shine, a new day has come"

*the lamp is the sun.
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