The why's of why
Life's pain enters in as a thunder of wild mustangs
search for the roses in nature's raw wood
the wind howls eerie tunes as fear sets in
causing scampering rodents to find solace in their cover
a lone wild daisy dangles neath the brush
hovering over ants busily collecting food for their Queen
how is it the wind affects some in the wood
and others seem seemingly untattered again?