With mind games and lies

Only we wound, just because

We think we’re so smart.

Clever little birds

Knew to hide before the storm

As humans get drenched.

Ready for the heat?

Ushered by Earth’s rotation

It’s the north’s turn now.

Warm rock for a bed

Beside lovely waterfalls

Sweet afternoon nap.

Shattering the peace

Streaking and booming loudly

Spring-time’s symphony.

Oh, how you thrill us

With your many vibrant hues

Thanks, Mother Nature.

Beautiful, small leaves

Soothing souls since long ago

Tonic for all things.