Nothing is constant

That is life itself

Leaves will fall

light shall fade

Tides wait for none

Some find beauty

Others  find grace

Some even find serenity

Or a safe place

Nature is perfect

In an imperfect way

I struggle to understand

So I look on with a perplexed gaze

What do you see

Do you see the colors

Or the animals I ponder

Or are you one who may fear

The unatureal of natural

Like losing what you love

Falling once the rug slips

Because you love the moments

And wish for nothing but it

I know nothing is constant

Never has been

Neither will be

I hope you will see the beauty

And Someday at least

When that day comes

I hope you will look up

And be reminded of me