A weird attempt at free verse (I almost always rhyme)

[kindofahippy]

The sound of the openness of everything around you is your birthright of the eons.

This brings to mind a vast, barren parking lot, or stretch of abandoned interstate in some post-apocalyctic age. I enjoy the sensual stimulation of this line.

An endless parade of experience.,
An endless parade of leaves falling forever.
And endless parade of you, exploding unstoppably into
the universe, surrounded by everything so terribly beautiful.

This sounds like the heartfelt cry of someone who has witnessed the natural world being destroyed on a scope far beyond what it currently is. Line 3, you mean't "an" not "and", right? Line four, this could be the culmination of a poem about healing the scars we humans have clawed into the face of the earth.

This stanza is the best in the poem, I'd say. It feels like this could tie into a much longer poem about the destructiveness of human history, and how it's never too late for one person to change their ways. It could be a beautiful piece about the conflict between nature and the toll humans have had on it to suit their desires.