Like snow settling on the shore.
As the waves roar.
Like a butterfly over the ocean
As the waves are in motion.
The tide making a melodic roar.
As if an orchestral score.
A fine rain covers the heat like lotion.
a serene place without commotion.
Trees with a stronger green than can be dreamt.
Nature with such voluptuous iridescence is what I seek to lament.
Frogs croaking a soft jazz aside the river mouth.
Birds that never need to fly south.
Snakes and hornets lurk in skies and grass.
But in time the serene nature fills your half full glass