Flawed comparisons
Be the best you you can be
Summer is coming

Flawed comparisons
Be the best you you can be
Summer is coming
It may suggest that
Nature will win in the end
But this tree was dead
Through wind, rain and snow
In the frozen wilderness
How does life survive?
I hold myself back
As my own worst enemy
Only I can change
Riding on the bones
That this old skeleton rode
Where lions burn gold
Skim across the lake
Soft sounds ripple all around
Perpetual dawn
Scarred sky soaked scarlet
Awakens my aching bones
To keep on going
After everything
Winds that fanned the fiery flames
We are still standing
Follow me down here
Between the weeping birch trees
Slip into the lake
Suffocating fug
Creeping between chinks and cracks
I seal myself in