To be nature is to be plenty
Kind to one self, to care for
Our roots with nurture and to bare
Our fruits with love.
To be nature is to give not but of oneself and to one’s greater Self, to
Take not but what is given.
To be wind is to speak softly and sweetly, rushing through the frenzy of our life’s forests, yet be fluid, unrelenting, not unlike water,
that shall never be diverted from a destined course- not by a million foreign bodies and fragments of waste in its belly.
Nature knows no indifference, flowering, always, in gratitude.
To be nature is to know the flowering may not stop, the obstacles in
Its paths invisible to the eyes of the
Day and the Night, the whole -
Not the sum of her parts but the Breath which makes us
Matter