Nature Calls

Nature Calls

Nature, a tapestry, richly bountiful and Divine,

Beyond which colours and patterns, can certainly not entwine.

A rhythmic melody of symphonic sounds in a gentle breeze,

Surrounded by hushed silence in the deeper abyss of a vacuumed crease.

A treasured trove of mystical wonders, both great and small,

A storehouse of unfurled resources, for one and all.

The very site of refuge, where tranquil peace be found,

Against a wide sanctuary for the dreaded weary, where solace abounds.

Enlightening upon perplexing experiences, of life and growth,

Camouflaging the balance through death and solemn oaths.

Is it a gentle reminder, of the world’s proliferating fragility?

Or a foreboding of events, rushing with robust agility…

Could there ever be grief, over war-cries and wrongs?

In the lap of Nature’s comfort, with soothing cradle songs.


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