Symbiotic Nature
Wildly fertile soil;
Soft petals and wise old oaks,
some consume insects;
Oxygen filled air;
Many who can’t long to fly
to change perspective;
Storms, wildfires, earthquakes
we feel leveled when she yells;
Mother may I live?
These rushing currents;
Home to scores of marine life,
full of square rip tides;
Replenishing the famine,
it’s symbiotic nature
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