Shapes
A cloud
Lifted and then burned away
By the sun
A seashore
Eroded and washed
By the tide
A river
Carved and recarved
By the mighty flow
A heart
Forged and shaped
By the heat of love
We become what
The forces of
Nature make us
Never trust a liar. Even though they will always trust themselves.
A cloud
Lifted and then burned away
By the sun
A seashore
Eroded and washed
By the tide
A river
Carved and recarved
By the mighty flow
A heart
Forged and shaped
By the heat of love
We become what
The forces of
Nature make us