Nature
Does not exist
In semicolons
In coiffured perfection
Of an opera singer's eyelashes
It does not exist
In gold-bordered
Picturesqueness
Nature is systematic entropy
Orderly disorder
Dancing mad in the sunny embrace
Dancing mad in the rainy jubilation
Dancing mad in the windy orchestration
Dancing
Mad.
It clings; roots shooting out
The wildest profusion of claws
It drinks deep; gulping down currents
Of life-pumping nutrients
Fresh with sweet rainwater
It grows; its every fibre of existence
Swelling, pushing, brushing,
- Naychi
24th July, 2018
Yangon
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