...

3 views

NATURE
Nature, thou art so great,
How unstoppable is thou fate,
For thou art as beautiful as ever,
And thou ways are always clever.

Thine, as old as ages,
The wind and time,
Moves all in rages,
In a skeptical rhyme.

Hail, all products of nature,
Who gracefully had their norture,
And got grieved by the illicit torture,
Even till the days shall mature.
© ASOA.