Hand of Nature

Written by: Mitch White

The Earth spins around
Divided by it's deep faults
But mostly covered with ocean
Wafting the Earth with it's salts

Winds whip up and fly away
Spreading pollen in all seasons
Tornado alley is a given
Why live there, what are the reasons?

Fire in multitudes cleaning mountains
Lightning strikes the tallest Pine
I am witness to this fact
Almost burned me out, sublime

Water flows in every stream
And it falls freely from the sky
There seems to be a shortage
And why? I can't even surmise

It never changes what it does
But in the end, it's all for us