Marriage of Time and Nature

Father Time:
He sees the leaves turn green and life give birth.
He stirs the leaves in the wind and tends to the house and mends the socks.
He lets the leaves die, licking at it with tongues of fire.

Mother Nature:
Is she dead?
Reach out for her?
She isn't dead.
She reaches out for him.

Father Time:
He flees from her.

Mother Nature:
She is following.

Father Time and Mother Nature:
Are they dying and at their end?
Are they continuing in their cycle?
No, they are dying in cycles
And continuing through ends.

Us:
We see
We feel
We live
We are a part of
This marriage of Time and Nature

Us:
We grow old
We leave
We say goodbye
We are no longer a part of
This marriage of Time and Nature

Waterfall

The water crashing down

Slamming upon the lake’s surface

Rushing rapidly

Thrashing thunderously

Yet the sight and sound

Causes no fright and anxiety

Upon the viewers plenty

Rather a calm, melodious sound

And placid, beauteous sight

For those bystanders many

The clear water foaming

Sparkly under the sun

And a rainbow peeks from

The clouds above

The water fresh and renewed

From a recent rainfall

The lake pure and serene

Nature, quiet yet noisy

Booming yet tranquil

A place of true beauty

For those young and old

To behold

To sit back and relax

And observe the placidity