Nature, a garden of life, a natural path: A path of nature, nature's discourse for life.

When one looks at life and nature, what does one see?

Nature, a garden of life, a natural path:

A path of nature, nature's discourse for life.

It is nocturnal, sings a lullaby for its seasons,

Growth is a permanent phenomenon, physical and metaphysical.

The change is a calming chaos, a critical catastrophe;

It's Kingdom with technical tantrums which work on a spectrum:

It is a natural discourse; a ticking path; Cycle of time:

Sixty seconds or minutes, the countdown conundrum;

Twenty four hours, the embodiment of night and day;

The weeks pass by seven days at a time: a MonoToW-Tone-FuSS;

Four of these comprise to form a calendar page picture and sign;

When a total of twelve pass by there is an annual chime - 

Three hundred and sixty five and a quarter; encircling a year.

Habitual hindrance or Hostile humility;

An encumbrance environment or an esteem ecosystem -

It has a niche novelty: For it is a blessed bounty,

A measured treasure; and for it- Limitless is the limit.

Nature, a garden of life, a natural path:

A path of nature, nature's discourse for life.

 

Life is nature, It is a natural phenomenon.

Humans sense to see, hear, taste, touch and smell:

An indefinite instinct - Yet work like bees in a hive;

A hexagon puzzle. An Untimely riddle.

A natural concept, a pining for more;

Hungry for honey, Crave for loyalty,

Desire for eternity; here, accustomed to a dungeon.

The world is an engulfing mouth: its auburn teeth,

Emerald land and sapphire sea tremble beneath the feet.

The running of time is the same as pacing of miles-

The troubled truth of trial and treason.

This is a natural discourse, a path of nature:
On it life must board and await certain capture.    

 

The Natural life of the Life of Nature is:

An intelligence knife intertwined with witty wisdom:

Intimidating and superior to the one who can see it;

Instrumental and sequential to the one who can hear it;

Inquisitive and sticky to the one who can taste it;

Intensifying and sumptuous to the one who can touch it;

Intoxicating and stimulating to the one who can smell it.

But the mind of one comprehends it only too late;

Cannot appreciate the recognition of Nature's fate. 

The senses nurture this path of nature: It’s discourse awakened;

Projecting it sensory sensations on us " Nature is forsaken.

 

Nature, a natural hypothesis, Life is a natural thesis: 

A study for those who endorse the inquiry of psychokinesis;

An experiment of experience that formulates fate and fortune,

For choices create a corridor of consequential correspondence

Their position prefigure imposes confidential clear conscience.

Be it through acts of service or sector, prying on public or private.

Their tranquil composure poses to evolve as an ecological giant.

Lasting late learners on this twisted twirling tail of ruptured ruin

Knowledge is only a medium but for one to be controlled and cultured -

Even in the eyes and ears of the natural observer of worldly nature,

It is naturally disregarded that which should be naturally noted.

 

Nature naturally has structure in constant composition,

Stop! Stand or sit and stare is what it asks of recreation.

A system of creation, a bed of organisms,

And cluster crowd of viruses and bacterium.

The entire entity of living being, breathes, a pattern of respiration:

Dependent on atmospheric pressure; inhaling - exhaling, continuation.

The process isn't ending, it is a dual twice fold pulse heartbeat,

Veins and Arteries, running past; Capillaries and Pores, spreading fast

None of these are an element of defeat but careful corrupting conceit.

Silently, squeamishly and sleekly sores are stacked and stored

Until seized, squeezed and strangled in spite and separation.

Stop! Unique fragments of consideration.

Nature’s natural course of noteworthy notices: Living life legends!

 

The Earth: cementing sediments, fermenting fossils, moist manure, shady soils of silt and stone;

The Sun: burning beams, restricted rays, piercing powers, glowing gleams of glory;

The Wind: bursting blows, wicked whirls, tormenting turns, invisibly invincible of intrusive interference;

The Rain: trembling thunders, litmus lightening, figureless flashes, haunting hails of hope;

The Flowers: blooming buds, pretty petals, stagnant stems, pollen pools of passion and pride;

The Trees: tried trucks, balancing branches, counting contours, lingering leaves of lofty letters;

The Waters: forceful fountains, racing rivers, sweet streams, pining ponds of pleading parks;

The Animal Kingdom: Igneous insects, purring pets, beckoning birds, marching monsters muzzle!

The On-looking Humans: raging ravenous power-hungry hunters! Grotesque grave grabbers!

 

A moment's momentum, misty mood. Meticulous in manoeuvre.

Bones, muscles organs and limbs; tissue and cells; an ordered organisation,

Assembled to an erection of humour to edifice works of a groover,

That ache and pain outcries shrieks of chivalrous surgical operation.

The clicks of the shoot harness the steps of the dance,

That move to the rhythm of Nature's natural forces working in trance.

Cultivated by gruesome energies that seem to serve us

We deem our servants for aiding to yield useful purpose

Little do we acknowledge their mastery in ground gripping,

Flourishing us into convolvulus corpses breeding,

But it is nature’s natural phenomenon that nurtures our being.

Their reign is that of Godly Kings and Lustful Queens:

By means of Trick or treat, Into their bust of beauty we retreat

Yet it is in our desperate daunts of a transparent trapping,

On which they feed, a sugar of taste, ever so sweet.

 

Nature is a deathly derivative of deadly diminishing devours

Nature’s discourse is a distinct deceitful down pour of foliations.

Why lay out a path of deceit? And pretend to present a hand of greet?

With each green blade jest you turn to frolic hands of cheat!

If the thorns of fruit bearing trees are going to prick, then let that stick.

Be noble and not naive, for your ignorant nature can fully be perceived.

For whom is this folly facade of bearing buds and proud petals of roses red?

A false influence is the immature imitation of your natural noteworthy notion!

 

The Earth: cunning conniving consumer! A creator who credits on cremating to dust;
A succulent swallow who radiates in the rotting and ramshackle after forming layers of rust;

Post a life of staggering on terrestrial-dwelling, a feeder, engulfs into the caved crust,

Strengthens the relationship, forth a breach of trust: return to me, it is what is just!

 

The Sun: Luminous luring lantern! Flaming fraud who fries on flashing heat;

A fierce and furious flare who economically energised and emitted rays of blistering streets;

Post a life of customary procedure to commence a new controlling dawn, a stable seat,

Examines the relationship, forth a balance sheet: in my absence, complete darkness, deplete!

 

The Wind: Fickle flimsy feather! Whisking witch who waits and watches wrinkles;

A drastic drama who brands its encounters and dawn dusk disciple escorts the sky twinkles;

Post a life of ghastly gusts on wavering the heavenly avenue, towel trail, a wishful tinkle,
Stabilises the relationship, forth colliding crinkles: breathe spirit, still and settled sprinkles!

 

The Rain: Splitter spatter spots! Drowning drone who drenches on droughts to flood;

A verve and vivacity who hydrated the lands and the bodies in globules hitting thud by thud;

Post a life of drunken drizzle under an umbrella shelter, a puddle of mud, a tomb of mud,

Desiccates the relationship, forth blossoming a bud: filled with drops, lie, cold blood!

 

The Flowers: Variegated vacuous vendors! Vernal vultures who vex on sensuality and sorrow;

A verisimilitude and vicissitude who misinterpreted messages like a sugar coated army arrow;

Post a life of formal and informal promenade on hedge banks and bands, bunches of shadow,

Decorates the relationship, forth plucking into a barrow: a vibrant bundle, no tomorrow!

 

The Trees: Sedated stone-like statues! Binding bystander who engraves in flesh to wound;

A militant mass of Martians who embedded an account of ancient times gorily groomed;

Post a life of stooping at studious landscapes, filling fields and forests, dwelling doomed,
Up-roots the relationship, forth axing a rim, with roots interweave, flesh, unlikely exhume!

 

The Waters: Wistful wishful Washers! Bottomless basins who flow through the plains;

A wicked who writes in ink and falsely flushes and flashes as though holding on to chains;

Post a life of administrating to daily tasks both of leisure and repetition to illiterate pain
Saviours the relationship, forth a well of waste: osmosis shall take over, and nothing will remain.

 

The Animal Kingdom: Born bold beasts! Direct disguises who dote on characterisation and personality;

A face, form and figure who fights and flights in correlating competition and builds behavioural brutality;

Post a life of communicating and consuming, combined upon a plate, nourishing oneself instrumentality,
Slashes the relationship, forth a arrangement of conditionality: Your state is that of living eventuality.

 

The on-looking Humans: A race against time: A race verses people: A race of the mind:

Victorious failures! Blotches and blurbs of out of their shapes design - They race against nature:

Post a life of done deeds, mountainous mistakes, and glorified gain blurring them blind,

Form a new relationship, forth torn: with what you called nature you are soon to denature!

 

Nature’s Natural Life, Life’s Natural Nature:

Needed necessity in knowing Neutral Nurture,

For your neurology: none can know the navigation of neurons,

Nor grasp the synchronized coordination of moving elections.
Nor the nerves that are prominently prodigious but have a status prestigious

Our neural stimulation cannot contain the exhilarating exhibition;

And so is that of never knowing the knowledge you epitomize;

Then unspecified will be its definition, living in remission, and a limited edition.

Your intricate innocence, glorified ignorance,

Contradicts the enticing exquisiteness and effortless elegance:

Nature, a garden of life, a natural path:

A path of nature, nature's discourse for life. 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful and good words. I agree with your thoughts. I like the ancient ways of life. More simple to understand. Nature and man must work together. Nature supply food, water and air. Would be a better world if we used the simple logic. Our body and earth. They are temples. Care for them and treat them with respect. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

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Thank you so much for taking the time to read this poem. It is much appreciated and your feedback valued. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure to read your work and you are welcome.

[emmajoy]

Takes time and perseverance to read this is one sitting and right now i feel exhausted by and with your vivid release of so many thoughts and opinions. To be honest i wish this incredible piece of writing was displayed in parts so as to allow a rest, a gentle analysis of very deeply considered words.

If you don't mind, will return to this and take it slowly so as to appreciate its content and not be thundered about the mind because of it magnitude -- in more ways than one. Tis incredible.

Leaving 79 for the instant length and language.

[Tom]

Profoundly philosophical and poetically pertinent, with lots of quaint adjectives and alluring alliteration !

Mankind is just another part of amazing Mother-nature and must firstly recognise, respect and embrace her joyous bounty!

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Thank you so much for taking the time to read through and respond. Your remarks are valued!