Ode to Nature’s Child

A pure white smile,

Matching the daisies

Carefully intwined between Effortlessly beautiful locks of her silky hair,

Illuminates the dark desires of humanities.

Her laughter cradles the moon

Into a sorrow-free slumber

And lifts the sun above mountains

To smile sweetly

against the dew-sprinkled hair of the earth.

She gives.

Her mind, words, and time comforts broken spirits

While hers buries itself under a false face of contentment.

Her vulnerable heart,

Bound by fear and solitude,

Hides behind sarcasm

To convince its audience of her lack of interest.

Despite the never-ending beauty Encompassing every fiber of her existence

Tornadoes, earthquakes, tsunamis, and rain propel through the gardens of her mind

Uprooting each innocent sprout.

And she grows,

Reseeding her confidence and integrity

Blossoming in strength and independence

Flourishing in the rubble of her mind, relationships, and home.

Each raging storm seeking after her soul,

Creating deeper valleys and increasing

the height of each mountain she treks,

Falls to her face in vain

As she skips through prosperous meadows

And wakes the sun to a new day.