Sitting up in a tree
Far away from everything
Yet surrounded by beauty
A little creek flows by slowly
A million drops of water coming together so beautifully
I sit and stare at this tiny river
And wish I was on e of the drops
A breeze makes ripples
And distracts me from my thoughts
I look around, no longer in a tree
It's dark, trees are everywhere
The forest frightens me
There's no tranquil creek
just the howling of my heart
Every little hum and snap makes me nervous
The sun is gone as if never to return
Yet the same breeze still blows
And sends chills up my spine
Nature is mysterious and ever changing
It never stays the same
