Nature ... My safety net

When I need a contemplation

To find who and what 

Is real and true
Away from mortal spaces
Where our soul
Can get bashed and bruised
Limits can be tested
Twisted and screwed up
Kindness and tenderness 

Need to know 

It isn't a weakness 

And perhaps standoffishness 

is a loner's tears

Which being used to knit a safety net around heart ...

This is when I realize
I must fold into my garden
where nature is always real
And authentic does matters

Yet LOVE will find its way

Coz time will uncover the truth  ...