Crazy? No, Beautiful.
A hive? No five!
In banks of weed and flax
I lie hidden in the reed
watching the birds flutter over,
chirping melodies of a world without limits.
Fireflies glint in the dusky sky.
The prince frog croaks, crickets chirp, bats squeak,
and wolves howl as branches creak in the wind.
I stand and dance to nature’s evening symphony
A pointed toe,
arms high grace the air,
a spin, a leap,
Bickering tongues recede
Zealously annihilated by thunderous compelling arguments.
Can you hear me?
It’s my song; IT’S
BEAUTIFUL, NOT CRAZY!
Bees Photo by Ante Hamersmit on Unsplash
Bird Photo by Niranjan Venkatesh on Unsplash
women in a field Photo by Vladyslav Tobolenko on Unsplash
fireflies in the night sky Photo by Rajesh Rajput on Unsplash
Girl dancing at dusk Photo by Allef Vinicius on Unsplash
bramble Photo by Sam Clarke on Unsplash
beautiful tree Photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash