Nature

Being removed seems wicked for
What is understood is all
This is closeness
Understanding in pain

What you've found
Seems like a breakthrough
So celebrate it
Until the next hunt

Remember the depth of the grove
Its coruscation comes from on high
It beams in through your dust
Like magical pipes in play
They chorus a music
In geometric array
Silver edged in silence

But harbour on things like
Fine spores in abundance
Live with dinosaurs
Remind me of my savage self
Point me at the performance
To what it is that teaches me

To the Conductor say:
"It is in the way I see the Fern
	See it reflect in my iris
		Like everything else you do"

It meant something 
It was unique
Known in a way
My way
And so it moved me
From here to there
Through evenings of some fresh air
And for it was found an understanding here
Even the clouds show us by leaving us
Life in its rains

Life in its Rains