Perched on a hill
Humble with nature's best
Keeps me sane.
No human element can toch thee.
Stationary, revolved around all seasons.
Unaware of human dysfunctionality
Unaffected by pop culture,
Underapprecaited by those that whiz pass by
Most likely distracted to the world's calling.
You are the refuge
A pang of jealousy hits me in regards
to the idea of being inanimate
for the rest of my days,
yet filled with the life of 7 billion around me.
**Dedicated to the lost lives of 2012 Sandy Hook shooting