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Authenticity of Nature

Authenticity of Nature

Torrential Rains Flood the Surrounding Lands.
Mudslides erased Hundreds of Years of Tradition.
Rivers Flow Where there were None before.
Creatures who could Climb, Climbed.
Birds that could Fly, Flew.
The Trees were Barren.
As the Grounds Soften,
Their Roots no Longer Anchored Them.
Nothing was Safe.
No One Knew When the Rains would Stop.
But they Would Stop.
Blue Skies would Return.
The Wreckage would be Repaired.
Nature's Mother cares Not for the Suffering.
The Endless Tears of Torment are Necessary.
Balance does not Exist in Nature.
Harmony Makes a Home in Every Habitat.
Those who Build Life on Sacred Ground,
Risk Transformation Back to Times Past.
Destruction and Reconstruction,
The Cycle of Life in All of its Forms.
Nature's Mother know no Remorse,
She Rides High Above the Sea of Guilt.
Only the Authenticity of Nature Matters.

And the Rain Continues for at Least Another Day.

Kevin S. "Kiki" Merigian © March 2016
Posted by Kevin Merigian at 11:43 AM
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