Beneath the vast unbeing sky

Where the beaming sun can lay all dry

The twist of leaves as they dance away

And natures breath at the end of the day

Mountains tall, with the shadows cast

Rivers run crazy fast

Grass flows like a fine toon

Underneath the silver moon

The green grow with little seed

Something the world will always need

Herbivores will always feed,

An unbeing realm where dreams are sown

In the heart of the wild, unknown

I wrote these lines with gentle and care

For each word you’ll capture their,

The essence of the unbeing scene

Where nature’s beauty reigns supreme

The shadow of the day

And the beam of the moon as the night fall

The wake of the morning as the birds call

Everything around different from small to tall

From here on out, that’s all