It Does Not Belong To Us

Nature knows it’s hold on me. Nature speaks and I hear it talk to me. The kestrel’s head dead still on prey. The heron statue until a snack comes it’s way. Watch a dipper dance in a splash of stream. See a barn owl’s trance as it sees thee. Walk through the fields, stand still and just listen to the breeze. See a peregrine dart across the sky so clean. Listen to the water of the babbling brook. See the grass sway on mass as the winds catches hook. Nature needs us to mind the keep. Without the nature we have mankind will not rest in sleep. Nature knew the dinosaurs and Jesus Christ long before all of us. Though we think we own what we can see in front of us. This is nature’s world, it don’t belong to us.