Poetry: The beauty of nature

With every spot on my body and every mark on my face

I choose not to be caught up in anyone's embrace

Simply because chances are not to

be taken right now and it is my good grace

I try my best to ascertain where my inner being lies

Being pessimistic is not acceptable,

so even my worst days are filled with smiles

Natural things bring me to my utmost best

The misty green forests and the

sweet melody of the harp I possess

Let the wind blow through the light strands of my hair

Living so simply and yet I remain so high and fair

Secretive and conservative, I will always dwell

With God as my guide, my soul and heart I will never sell

I am under the stars when eve has arrived

I'll think about the best things and negativity, I will resist

You can shake my heart and fill my soul

I detest anything that comes across me bold

My eyes will see beyond any fallacious individual

But my love for everyone will be perpetual

With my love of nature and my veritable smile

This life will never end and for greatness I toil.