Nature

Let my lines

Be as real as your rainbow

As surreal as your horizon;

Let my thoughts

Be as pure as the morning dew

That drips on the meadows 

Through the trees, 

Let my actions be

As gentle as the breeze

That caresses the leaves.

The page is wide open for me

To pen my sailing journey

Let love be the ink of my passage

Let honesty of expression

In pleasure and pain

Be my constant company.

Let my words be 

As easy as your water,

Let my stories be

As available as your air, 

As tranquil as your lakes;

Let their meanings be

As deep as your oceans, 

As hopeful as your 

Twilight and dawn. 

If I truly love your shining stars

Your forests, rivulets, 

Your fruits and flowers, 

Let me learn to bequeath like you

Wealth of my being

My healing words;

Let the world rage 

Its cruelest of wars, 

I will continue to emulate

Unconditional love like you

Overstepping,

Overseeing,

Overlooking,

Overtaking,

Overcoming

Superfluous barriers and borders.