Grass Is Earth's Savior Poem by Manonton Dalan

muted ruffling from wings
slowly going deep an opening
surrounded by pinky flesh
scented you can't cease
to smell, to watch, adoring
as beautiful sun bursting

bigger wings enjoy gliding
catching those little ones
for their breakfast feast
as waves in their usual ways
kissing rocks to bubbles
music unheard live in morning

i look around to see greens
praising coming of golden rays
competing for attention like us
given time they can cover all
this seashore, those hills, roads
in a way they make world cooler