Nature to soul

I sit and listen to the whispers of the wind I watch as the leaves dance in an educative rhythm I feel as the wind's whispers breaks into my mind but hard as I try I can't understand them I lookup to see the blazing sun as it's blinding light Shows me the path and I finally realize what this is about but even in realization I shun the Sun and I go to rest under the calm moon I feel as she moves the waves in tune and it is finally as clear as a lake can be and i know what they all tried to say to me now realization seeps through my body. I didn't understand the wind because of its mysterious movements i refused to listen to the sun because of the unwanted aggression but under the clear and calm moon Their Intentions were made Known They Speak to me of what comes after in a place we all go when our time here is up They speak of freedom freedom from our fleshy prison They speak so my soul understands but the flesh stays in confusion Yes, they Speak to me of Death.