I found a dairy of leaves on internet
After reading with great delight,
All I have to tell a virgin forest;
Is, stop worrying about everything.
You are as pretty as the Dickens
More so, the absorber of Sunlight.
Let love strike your flesh and bone
With a thunderstorm on its own…
We may dream about tomorrow
But no breath knows tomorrow.
Plans we make, are probabilities,
Just try to live life to the fullest…
That we breath is an experience
Basically, we fight inevitable death…
Rigid? Don’t rush the steps of life
A forest must wait for it explorers.
