Nature's Complaint

Rumbling collision of vapour, The dancing ritual the increased caper, acts of earthly vigil, autonomously the same above, the cosmic storm fitted quietly upon the pupil, all fractions and pixelled evolving minerals, blinking gold- laden crystal, the workshop of clarity , the milk and oil contrast reality, the true light festering among the counter core of creation, giving place to life just a sound a musical note, manifested 'this' into being as perceived, contrived through it and believing, if you lose meaning that's the mind retreating from the anarchy peace your seeking, soul stirringly appealing, jump out from the blocks of inner vision and into the springs of new dimensions, sinking illusions finger tipped grasp at perfection, not a lonely road but one of anguish and sorrow, dying today searching for tomorrow, then your begin to understand nature's complaint, and nature's reason for acts of terror and charges of treason