Mother Nature's Way

The sun is smiling through the falling rain Sending sweet rays through the crystal drops, While at pond’s edge stands a stately crane Unmoved until the steady downpour stops, Once again he gorges on sweet goldfish fare Venturing near the reeded edge and shallow, When the crane has finished feasting there Takes his rapid flight toward yonder rainbow. The sun still smiles at Mother Nature’s way-- The falling rain, the rainbow, the stately crane Even the fated, golden swimmer had its day, Beneath the plops of the gentle falling rain. We are all part of the grand Almighty’s plan Never to be separated—nature from man. FIRST PLACE WINNER Brian Strand's "All Yours" Contest written June 22, 2021