When the depraving hopelessness
devours your soul,
Just take a look
at the entrancing sunflowers.
They never stop living
after myriads of storms,
And untiringly welcome the reviving approach of the sunny dawn.
Just watch those beguiling
colorful butterflies,
Crowding around the purple
blossom of the lilacs.
They may not have
a longer privilege to exist,
But they grab the freedom
to live in bliss.
Just glimpse at those little
auburn ants,
That freely crawls
across the old oak's branch.
They maybe that small
for us to see,
But they never waste time
to prove they're truly worthy.
All signs of life
inhabiting nature,
Just seem to be nothing
but sights of pleasure.
They bring color
to the eye's perception,
And gives hope to a
lost soul's redemption.
