Is our home on earth
Where handsome trees stretch upwards
Yet have deep roots in soil?
Where are human roots
Where is the soil that nurtures
Where are our flowers?
The flower of kindness
Is always ready for us
If we look outwards
To accept is hard
We like to be the stronger
Are we receptive?
Who is the strong one?
Is it God, is he humble?
The green force shoots up
In a crack, trees grew
Elliptical trunks,marvels
The beauty warmed me
Gold leaves in autumn
The beauty stretched my feelings
Like a child’s face does
What are you thinking?
My beloved has gone forth
I remain, am rust.
What is rust’s purpose?
Change,ceaseless change and growth
Decay, neutrinos!
,
How my heart sings 