Creatures Poem by Micheal Olaniyi

The air blow its breeze,
the rain drop its water,
the sunrise, for the day,
and the moon for the night,
accompanied with the stars.

Eachtime i am alone,
under the tree,
in my imaginative garden,
with full flowers and grazed grass,
i am lost in thought.

Thinking of creatures,
how do the air feel,
which blows all the time,
and pierce into my skin at times,
i imagine if i could follow it.

Most time i wonder,
the element it's made of,
when i stand aside,
at night counting the beautiful stars,
i imagine 'can i come for you? '.

Anytime i feel the creatures, its still dazzles me a lot,
eachtime i am alone,
under the tree,
in my imaginative garden.