Frames stagnant in time,
New worlds reveal closed doors.
Colourful fruits infested with wicked worms,
Wriggling out to their sunny doom.

Ponds fill with exotic sights,
Fish partying in merry surprise.
Weeds prepare to set their nest,
In the wake of the unending test.

Foraging for vanishing fruits,
Skies lay beneath the ground.
Nature reserves its judgement,
Man sleeps in his ignorance.