Eyes of Nature By Caroline Ferguson A man standing leaning on the rails Stairs that go down to where? I don’t know Two paths you can take One looks calm the other so long One place to sit and take a restFor if you choose one patha long journey you’ll have And for the trees they grow so high The trees so skinny like pencils All around you’ll see the leavesSome big- some small- some close- some farBut all look wet from chill rain aboveA place of nature so calm so quite A place where people can come and the shadows of some The forest still alive with parts of death The cutting and falling of trees lay at the feet Their ghosts still there watching as life goes on For under the pathway who knows what’s leftSo calm so busy all at the same timeFeel alone? Well you aren’tfor nature engulfs us right at the end To come time time again the nature I see so quietly tucked in
Art by Gabi Zasenski
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