OF NATURE
 

We are, all of us here,
of time, that man made illusion,
of space, in which we float,
of nature, with which we are at one.

Of nature, the cycles of being,
of nature, the cycles on not being,
of nature, for all that there is,
of nature, for all that there is not.

Of nature, for all that there can be,
of nature, for those who can't see,
of nature, of clouds and gentle breeze,
tickles branches, moves thru the trees.

Each sunset, as perfect as can be,
each, always a work of art,
clouds floating, a wonder to see,
sun rising, in perfect time.

No mountain, ever too tall,
no flower, the wrong shape or size,
as nature brings forth, as we are also,
as nature is us, and we are nature.

Of nature, a river a stream,
of nature, lost in a dream,
of nature, as rain falls to earth,
of nature, as cycles bring birth.

The critters, both big and small,
fields of corn, so proud and tall,
ripples in a brook, all stones in place,
waves always knowing the proper pace.

Of nature, of life and of death,
of nature, the begin and the end,
of nature, the dark and the light,
nature be nature, pray as you might.

We are one with nature,
whether we know it or not,
nature is what always has been,
nature knows not right or wrong.

Within nature we do thrive,
nature buzzing within a bee hive,
all that there is, all that is alive,
nature in the sea as you dive.

Of nature, of the air we breathe,
of nature, of the skies we see,
of nature, of the flowers we smell,
of nature, of the thunder we hear,
of nature, the rain we can feel,
of nature, the honey we taste.

Nature does not keep a scorecard,
in nature, no sin, and no guilt,
nature makes no demands of us,
nature teaches, all has a price.

Of nature, to live and respect,
to care, to share to love,
no wars, no people to kill,
nature doesn't care, pray as you will.
 

©Written by: Ed Kassirer
January 9, 2005