Natural is my Nature
Idyllic, serene, some may say boring.
Pastoral and calm, much space for soul soaring.
A spiritual balm, those most in need are ignoring.
An ethereal psalm, that we all should be scoring.
I swim in the rainbows and SpLaSh! colored sparks.
I grin when the wind blows in these forested parks.
I sing when the moon glows and the coyote barks
and sling notes as life's tune flows in my prose and remarks.
I'm delightfully docile and, for a catfish, aware.
Full of fight, for a fossil, but not a wish or a care.
My glee is colossal when I can just breathe the air
and when these trees and I jostle there's fanfare everywhere!