there,
standing beside
a forest,
its green
declaring war
with one color,
victorious,
capturing the eyes
with intimidating power
a meadow,
jealous
of rough barked
guardians
without voice
reaching to,
almost touching
infinity
there,
standing beside
a forest,
its green
declaring war
with one color,
victorious,
capturing the eyes
with intimidating power
a meadow,
jealous
of rough barked
guardians
without voice
reaching to,
almost touching
infinity
