Nature's Insight

Upon His soul leaving the body it once rested within,
a storm with atramentous clouds formed over the mountain top
that we once stood upon like kings.
His departure caused the sensation of quaking thunder
to shake the foundation of my heart,
and in the midst,
lightning struck and severed a piece in the process.
It left a gaping hole in the left center of my chest.

I began to feel the blistering wind chills of the cold.
The murky clouds shed tears of rain
that came crashing down like an avalanche.
Burying me within its chilling sensation
until I became numb to the world.
Yet I could still feel the pain of flesh wounds from scars
inflicted by life's tragic tales of death.
Scars that cannot be mended by any procedure except revival.
But I won't hold my breath.

I looked out on the world once inhabited by my beloved Father,
it screamed of a tremendous absence.
An absence that altered my heavily flowing bloodstream to shallow depths.
His soul deserted and left my world like a desert.
Lacking water, the essence of life,
it felt like a drought especially now that the tears stop flowing
and the eternal nightmare of reality woke me up.
That lightning bolt took a piece of my heart,
but enlightened my mind.
Lessons became illuminous and vivid
like sunlight peeking through a once cloudy mindset.

He always told me how jungles were just a small glimpse of the rest of the world.
Like how one must always watch their backs, for you never know what lurks in the shadows.
How the presence of green is vast as compared to
how many people possess traits of the envious.
And how you must be attentive of all the snakes that silently slither beside you
and how often things of blinding beauty can block the light that enlighten minds,
the same way prestigious trees can be elements of shade.
Words of truly distinct wisdom flowed from His mind to his mouth,
then to my ears like Niagara.
They couldn't help, but be admired and unforgettable.
Encroaching my thoughts with strict acuity, but without admittance
like angels sent down from heaven going unnoticed.
Creeping into the depths of my mind
revealing things pseudonymous like the ocean.
Enlightening the pessimistic sharks that
attack the potential beauty that lies within my thoughts.
Bringing light upon the illuminous creatures beneath its layers
like the creative thoughts and the mental blessings
bestowed upon me that went unrecognized.

How to dig deep within my heart,
deeper than the grandest of canyons,
and give life to words without speaking their tones.
Deep enough for my heartbeats to create onomatopoeia out of white noise.
Epitomizing the sounds of nature's musicians.
While His beats have ceased to tremble
and mine pulsates melodically,
I remember Him as nature remembers the Spring and the Summer.
Impossible to forget how its essence of life brought beauty to mine.