Slowing

[Bunx]

Slowing

Slowly, Bunx walks down a path back to the garden.
A city full of flowers in summer time bliss.
A mountain of snow when the storm first hits.
Bunx walk up to the top in the summer to get Bunx's winters view.

Bunxs wakes,
feeling at if something is worth it.
Each step a struggle among this steep vertical cliff.
Hands tremble as they pick you up from the sliver of rock.
Slowly, going up to the top where it all makes sense.

Bunx is
Moving faster now, ground beneath my feet.
Seeing it, the top, the chairlifts last seat.
So Bunx greets bunx's mind saying now it is time to think bunx.

Bunx *thinks* about the garden city underneath.

Overgrown with flowers seen covered with moss.
Life's toil always here, beauty never lost.
My flower in heavens seat will wither away slowly.
As Bunx walks back down to the jungle town below.

Turning left on the interstate Bunx decided to leave.
The jungle to my right is my home.
Now a place I, Bunx...
am nervous to go.
Rowing down this concrete road to the next city Bunx shall know.