The tree it grows and twists, it is natural.
Lightning strikes in the most natural way.
Ease and simplicity, flows through the day.
No matter how hard you resists, things are a certain way
That doesn't mean they're awful, nay
It means they are, and that is okay
If you accept this, so starts the adventure
There is no need in always being clever.
Take a stroll, if your mind feels off
It is in these walks that our brains take off
Not off like a rocket-ship,
No, rather a vacation
Our minds are like factories
They need rest, for their job is destressed,
With frequent paranoia, and bountiful interests.
Shut aside the lies, for but a moment
The world is more than wanting to own it.