When Man Finds Fault With Nature's Renewal Plan

When Man Finds Fault With Nature's Renewal Plan Should ever hard sad winds blow rustling amongst young vibrant trees. In midst of very deep white snow up above a giant's huge knees. There begs winter's heart and its wrath upon the weak and very, very old. No mercy within its harsh frigid path nor tales of its sweet beauty told! Should ever Spring rains flash in floods surging forth with power to break askew. Leaving destruction and dark thick muds Nature destroys, making way for the new! Should ever hot Summer droughts linger and deep rivers run far too low. Nature again is the new life bringer later will help new green grass grow! Should Fall its vivid, bold colors display dawn to dusk beauty shining bright. Splashing hues come, the live long day as gleaming moon illuminates the night! Should ever hard sad winds blow rustling amongst young vibrant trees In midst of very deep white snow up above a giant's huge knees. There begs winter's heart and its wrath upon the weak and very, very old No mercy within its harsh frigid path nor tales of its sweet beauty told! R. J. Lindley, April 7th, 1979 (Nature's Rhyme and Reasons)