The Guardians of nature
Nature brings the peace of ages. To bathe in trees of old, cools the troubled mind. To walk, is to live.
Small and white, they shine upon the soul
Through life and death it stood the test, til time and winters took their toll.
It grew a thousand years. Time strolls past, it stays. It sees the fleeting moment that is man.
The mists of time caress the land, like a lovers embrace.
The river flows through time.
The caress of flowers touch, sweet is the beauty of life.
The tree of life grows tall.
Its texture rough, it sits and lives, the lonely warriors stand their ground
The bells of spring, sounds natures call.
The aroma tints the air, vampires dare not speak it.
The tangled forests of the mind.
To walk the path is to know
Colours bright, the insects see the way
A tree, it waits while man flitters by.
They reach for the light, as the wise always do.