The Green Foliage

Sitting on the hilltop

Viewing green meadows

Uplifts my soul high up

Igniting flames of hope

To chase the horizon there

Even though it appears to recede.

As I trek through the forest

Greenery within called to explore

Vivid vegetation spread like tart

Clothing the bark with green moss paint

Cooing life exists in every element.

Nesting birds sing melodious orchestra

Filling every bit of atmosphere

Merry and melody are woven together

On the backbone of relaxation character

Yields mindfulness ever desire.

My soul long this peace

Cleansing every inner being

Of loads heavy to drag

Healing every wound and hurt

Reminding every cheat of the past.

Worthy I feel myself

Every time I lay myself

Into the nurturing hands

Breathing soul of life

Hid in a glaze of money bright.