Nature Poem by Ben Dominguez

Nature is a multioriented mistress
She can have tones of unbridled wrath
and she can set love on a new path
People arogantly speak of affecting her beauty
but her true orientation is such that we can't change even minutely
the majesty with which her boughs carry us
She is, I must say one of great lust
Because no matter her beauty you must remeber her rage
and when humans try to keep her in a cage
She gets to fuming with fury
as your world is rushing in a hurry
she will remind you how dangerous she can be
So don't try and harm this beautiful she
or you will truely know her passion and fury