Crawling, hugging
weeds tightly fastening themselves into the rusty train tracks
Thick, black smoke emerges
from the railroad train that stomps its angry feet on the soil
wired fences Silently standing
as they become vines for the greens running out of room to spread
Shooting up, up, up
a boundary as well, separating the cement pavement from the fields
Stairs giggling as you walk down
There’s a secret down there- you’ll know it from the way they smiled in excitement
Finally they stop, as they reveal a glistening lake
that was too shy to show itself to the entire world
Slowly, the blue skies back away as the main event starts
The Creator painting in red, yellow, black watercolors
A child stares in amazement as the twinkling points of light then make themselves known
and like a superstar, they wave back to the starstruck child
I used to see
An endless competition between nature, and rising effects of greed and capitalism
A switch in sight, in perspective
I wonder what happens when we choose to see the beauty in harmonious co-existence
