Addicted to Nature

In one way or the other,
We’re all addicted to nature
And find relief in its arms,
Be it the way we look for homes
In the hearts of those we love,
Or pretend to know what
The birds say to the morning sky,
And if hurt- we all go back
To the same places,
The same winds and whispers
And the same shadows,
Even when we pick ourselves up
We let nature build us,
For aren’t we part of it?
Every being of us, rooted
Deep into the existence of the universe;
And if not nature, then what is relief.

Sapphire Red


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