Estafany Castro- November 28, 2023
Oh, how the winds
bring me down
when they should be
lifting me up.
Why does their whistling
bring me despair
rather than joy?
Oh, how the waves
swallow me whole
when they should be
reaching out to me.
Why does such a beautiful sight
bring me fear
rather than joy?
Oh, how the song of the birds
brings peace to the sky
when to me they sound like ravens
on a stormy night.
Why do such loving species
bring me dread
rather than peace?
Oh, please, Nature,
give me hope,
and love, and optimism
and anything to make me believe in your
pleasant sights
Just give me anything
other than a heart set
on fire!
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