Natural world
Butterflies
like a gentle paragraph
romance
is on their wings
clouds veiling
the shy face of mountain
the sun in the distance
peeking
the wind takes away
golden yearning
the stream is a lotus leaf
bright rolling and green
the smiling vortex
crafting beautiful eyes
holding up the crystal clear mind
of heaven and earth
fish dancing
displaying the infinity of liberty
aquatic plants are like a dense forest
underwater
fish are pleased
a leaf
like a canoe
drifting
traversing the waves
slowly
soft satin wind
is the child of the sun
colorless and transparent
with magical hands
painting here and there
green and red
a stony path in the mountain
is a soft cable in the air
through the cliff
through the river
through the modest waterfall
there’s a hill where
petals are falling from a tree
like meteor shower in the sky
the sound of rapids
like the wash of thunder
in the natural world
we are water cloud and wind
we are streams plants and trails
natural and free
along the meridians of the mountain
high and low
mild and mellowed
become the natural blood
of the landscape
but in the hustle and bustle of the city
nature hides in clouds
and the clouds have fled
to the mountains.