The snow falls gently from the trees
Like I sometimes fall gently from grace
One thing nature does
It allows everything fully
No fight, no flight
Just acceptance of what is
And when nature truly fights
It feels seemingly natural
Like there’s a greater purpose to it all
Although being in the midst of it
Can seem like a tremendous ordeal
The human mind works in other ways
Can I do it?
Am I good enough?
What will they think of me?
Mountains of doubt
Been brought on by years and years of failure
Stumbling and slowly getting up
Now I’m asked to do it once more
Can I find the strength from within?
Or from the outside maybe?
I hope so, I really do
I know one thing
Looking and being with nature
Is a hell of a good start