Nature's Majesty
Commuters hurry to catch their trains
Streams' currents' flow lazily by
Office workers race to beat deadlines
Winds whisper softly and sigh
The lunch-hour crowd wolfs its food down
As ears of corn beam at the sun on their stems
At the end of the day, traffic's jammed out of town
While sun's rays glisten in plush forests like gems
We frightened mice scurry and scamper, to what avail?
As Nature's majesty courses through river, valley and dale
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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