The Wait

 
anarchy of soul rebels within...

I seek solace in nature
an open sky, trees vibrating green
guardians of the plane
discussing fate
whispers rustle their leaves

It's light enough now
Peering at what is right
The mighty redwoods
have seen it all

The deep abyss
holding all its secrets
takes a moment to comment
on the three earth revolutions

Nature sings on her own channel
with a memory of ages
broadcasting peace to the infant humans

Restless souls waiting
for the creator to reveal himself