Mankind

Clover blankets cover where,
the seeds of pine could not compare.
The breeze in March flows through the trees,
gently touching the smallest things.

The fields of age do not display-
compassion,
no matter what you say.

If the sky is bright and clear at night,
You will awaken if it is the time....
to begin your journey or to say goodbye.
It is unknown who does decide.

Some do believe in one called God,
among the longest list of names.
And that is healthy if you so choose, to worship who created you....
-If that is what you feel is true.

No matter what truth in us does live,
our actions come from our wisdom inside.
All we are is what we live.
We are the history of all mankind.