WHO ART THOU?

Heard whispers with my backs to the bed.

"Who art thou", I asked and she said!

Screaming in an empty hall, I reply you, I am those echoes.

A drop of stone in water, yes, I form those circles.

No arrows, but I am a bow with many colours.

Flowers in the field, with "beautiful odours".

The subtle effect of the evening breeze.

That caresses your skin, making your senses freeze.

I am those that twinkle in the sky at night.

The ones you wish to hold, as you stare in delight.

I am that, which is infinitely green.

A masterclass art, everything not artificial, that can be touched and seen.

Those that fly around, perching from tree to tree.

The first musicians, songs to set your hearts free.

I am the source of life to the fishes.

The blue waters; ones you couldn't afford with all your riches.

I am the phenomenon that makes the sky shed tears.

The reason you can't delay or prevent your white hairs.

The concept that expands your wombs in your sleep.

The joyous pain you go through to bring it out, I am the whip.

Night, day, winter and summer, I am that which change the tides.

The origin of the desert heat and the dust she rides.

Born of the ULTIMATE Creator, I am the ULTIMATE Creature.

They call me many names; Earth, Universe, Galaxy, but nahhh.....simply, I am NATURE!!!

*Vee*📓✍️