In the country of fields and streams
Beauty surrounds even the fallen trees
Nature has the power to make Dreams
In this nature you have built a life
In your words you have veritable strength
In your actions you show such weakness
In your Dreams you Display no one
Although not an intellect sometimes a fool

To Placate your ego the Debate in windy
The words fall to the floor never heard
Sentences Drone onward and get lost
Mood wonder and interest wanes
What was beautiful yesterday is putrid today
To be who you want to be is hard
The courage it would take is unattainable
Humility is locked out by the mind
To live without you is a welcome pain
To suffer the loss of a fool is a blessing