no way to live in the water
dont worry nature will make room for it
gills, fins, swim bladder, sacs
that help you float and go into the waters
with a tail that can propel you anywhere
no way to live in the sky
dont worry nature will make room for it
wings, feathers, a spread of navigating tail and
eyes that can help you catch that tiniest mice or chick
on the land
no way to live in the earth
dont worry nature will make room for it
a slimy body that can cut through
its bowel, a digestive system that
can devour earth itself making it
fertile and just right for your friends with feet
no way to live in the driest of desert
dont worry nature would make room for it
a body that can store water for a hundred years
and make food from its light and fend away
heat like water in the river
and spikes to turn away creatures that
come to steal your wealth
no way to live on land
dont worry nature will make room for it
hands, legs two, four, eight or a hundred of them
to help you move over its vast terrain
and those that cant, leaves to make its own food
and for humans a brain that can work out the
most daunting jigsaw puzzle for survival here and beyond
no way to live in the thinness of light (another realm)
dont worry nature would make room for it
a body thinner than light to blend
in with everything so that a human cannot see you anywhere
and a system that works on a different sets of survival
nature provides
no way to live after death
well if you are so adamant to see it as death
and be misled by nature's camouflage
dont worry, there are countless other things
nature is hiding from you
like the nectar in the honeycomb
the invisible lunar energy that
propels the ocean into a powerful force of life
well, nature would make room for death too
a soul that knows no time in its womb of love and care -
the nectar in the skeletal honeycomb
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature, naturally has her own choice to every nook and corner. Only human tries to creep in and step on to every place, be it air, land or ocean, owned by others and cause problem to them. Very inspiring poem. Thank you for sharing.