nature

the skies cry out with thunderous roar
sweet dark clouds and tears from water to shore
lightning strikes as the sky screams
releasing itself in the just of things
the clouds part like the gentle eyelashes of a child
eyes bright to the light of the morn'
birds sing like children laugh
the flowers are in full bloom
their many colors spread throughout the wilderness
captivating each and every soul
sweet scents, vibrant orange and yellow
pale pink, soft purple
royal blue, grassy green
coral lips, soft to the touch
coarse sand, smooth skin