Nature and I
Nature and I
are alike,
What's in her
Is in me:
The fire,
The water,
The air,
The earth;
We create,
We destroy.
Eternity
in her bosom,
Creation
in her womb,
She resurrects herself
every spring,
Why do I die?
(An Afterthought)
Do I indeed die?
What do I become
When I die?
Fire?
Air?
Water?
Earth?
I'll be one with Nature!
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