Forest of flowers
into the embracing fragrance of my forest of flowers.
Away from the bickering and fighting;
wars and conflicts;
tearing and biting;
of the world around.
Finally, I’ve figured out why we’ve been created
-To ultimately destroy ourselves.
At least that’s the picture we paint.
My thoughts are my refuge and strength;
my workplace and shelter;
My shield and means of survival;
My companion and friend.
Inside my head is my home.
Lest it appears I’ve taken the cowardly path
to the gates of life
Remember that as in love,
all’s fair in war
and this is one battle I intend not to lose.
That is why I remain evergreen
even in the biting cold of winter.
So I run
again and again
into the embracing fragrance of the forest of flowers
in between my ears.