Depression In Nature
Deserted, isolated,
all alone,
flowers breezing in the air,
one step then two steps,
walk through the mix of flowers of poppies, daisies and roses too,
when will the flowers blossom again?
The sound of bees all around,
clouds brighten and come alive
the smell of pollen and roses too,
when will the flowers blossom again?
In isolation and be wilderness,
the flowers blossom,
petals brighten,
stalks strengthen.
In isolation and be wilderness,
the flowers will truly blossom again,
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