Nature's Way

by

Robert Cameron Hazelton

Would a bird forsake her wings
Being forced to choose
Between them and the notes she sings
Would flight be what she'd lose
Never again the skies to use

Perhaps she'd remit her song

Just to soar the whole day long.

Such questions come to me with ease
As I take a meandering walk
Through a copse of fresh green trees
Alive with Nature's talk
Here my mind begins to stalk

The scent of reason, the spoor of rhyme

So I wander on, ignoring time.

The sun sneaks down in soft white rays
Dancing like careless sprites
Upon the path I take this day
Reassuringly they invite
So on I forge to see new sights

The day is young, so am I

I've got to live before I die.

I find a stream, cool and clean
Just small enough to cross
Coming from a pool deep and serene
So I kneel upon the moss
To replace fluids lost

Slowly I swallow Nature's gift

The pleasant chill numbs my lips.

A brief rest then I'm off again
There's exploring yet to do
A life worthy of any person
But alas, those days are through
Civilization has clouded our view

Of the wonderful things on this earth

Like the beauty of Nature's constant rebirth.

I hope it's not too much to ask
Of those of you who read these words
Please take a moment from your daily tasks
To be lulled by the song of a singing bird
Or perhaps watch one fly onward

Because our choice will soon come clear

Nature, or lack of an atmosphere.

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by: Travis Ray Cole
from: Chicago, IL, US

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