The Beauty of NatureA Poem by The Disconsolate MuseThe truth we often ignore
Since the ages of old
Man has contemplated what he holds right at his fingertips He has set out to learn what he can And reach out to what he cannot hold Through the rising and setting of the sun To the mountains and peaks We see what some cannot And admire it for weeks and weeks The small flower waving in the wind To the regal pine upon a mount From the leaves crunching on the ground To the stars in the heavens beyond count The beauty of nature is indescribable The weight of its beauty is unattainable Man has seen it for years But only occasionally listens to the music of the sphere With beauty, we bring destruction And with destruction comes vast reduction We see the animals on the plains Where man has left it unstained Everywhere we go, we taint We leave our mark, accusing fate As the years go on The beauty of nature is being undone Even after seeing the rising of the sun, the regal pines upon their mount, and the small flower which we often discount We continue to destroy what is not ours Leaving a mark on a quest that we chose to embark So in the end we're left with little If we do not change, and ignore nature's beauty We believe that our destruction is something trivial And dodge what is around us We see the pines, the stars, and the mountains too But we ignore what is around us, casting it aside for a rumored scientific breakthrough So what is more important? The air we breathe, or a better subdivision? Shall we ignore our surroundings, plunging into utter destruction? Or shall we go hand in hand, fixing our mistakes, and creating a better world for future reproduction? © 2017 The Disconsolate MuseAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorThe Disconsolate MuseTXAboutI am a 16 year old male writer just struggling through life like everyone else. I write poetry and lyrics that express how I am feeling and what I am going through. I enjoy photography, writing and pl.. more..Writing
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