there’s a disruption in the forces of nature skies will be angry
rarely in nature straight lines and right angles are Man forcing order
to be curious sometimes means being open when others are not
use it, abuse it don’t let it got to your head absolute corrupts
our lives are a gift that someday we return when our bones are picked clean
the shoots break the ground reaching out for the sunlight glad that winter’s passed
living on the edge of a vast prairie, the sky gives a sense of home
the fence is enough but there’s a fence and a sign makes me want to try
structures built to help reach the destination and ignore the journey
the will of nature has been beaten, we declare she just carries on
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