There are wonders in this little world that apply
to the lifestyle of an endangered oblige
although we submerge beneath it all
as a water cascades upon its fall
and the life of a tree slowly escapes,
to an enormous mountain of snow that delayed.
A loved one can be caught in the cold,
or a crime scene of another
and a laugh of a mother
we look upon our merry ways and dread our past-
a depression decay.
I know we strive, we strive for each other
to know how we work and derive something worse.
We look back, we look forward, we look in and out-
to figure out what we have faintly discovered.