love and everything else that is included in a lifetime

she see's trees making love with the wind,
birds with the sky, life with the springtime,
waves with the sandy beaches, and rocky shores.

curiosity gets the better of her,
where does life go when we pass on?
nature, love, and knowledge are living things to be carried on with death.

hoping all life is not lost among the ability to breathe.
breathe. breathe. take a deep breath, and slowly release.
release this feeling of not knowing what to do.
doing. being. living. loving. doing.
do it. don't do it. i don't know what shit is going on.
shit, shit my mind is racing like the fuckin' tour De France.
love should be uninterrupted,
yet not ignored.
the wind will guide her heart,
she is a map, a deity.
she is one with all, and all things are one with her.

age? what is this? time is nothing.
she only knows change in life, trees, leaves, flowers, skies.

love is flowing through my veins,
along with a conscience.