Doomed without Nature
Feel the wind blowing...
gently cradling our thread of life
as blossoms dance in glory
swaying in rhythm with the vicious currents of time
while the forest whispers its love
enchanted lovers doomed from the start
for fragile is the bridge of star crossed lovers
shatterable under the bitting, devious waves of the Seven Seas
as their wings tear apart the giver of fruits
and the ignorant that lavishly bathes in them
for fair is gratitude... hand in hand with destruction
pure in its oblivious chaos as it engulfs all
Let it fall in glorious darkness to embrace thy soul
When the wind is no longer able to caress thy hair with its loving finger tips
When thy sight fails to gaze at the blossoms of spring
When the euphonious chant of the ocean waves are no longer heard
When the sweet fragrance of honey and flavors of the world are unrecognizable
Destruction... be thou savior and expunge thy existence to a void of darkness
for without nature
I am none.