Everything is beautiful
in it's own way
The rain welcome on a hot day
The flowers thirsty
refreshed after a shower
But when the wind blows strong
and the heavens open wide
destruction is unleashed
from what was and can be again
Nature at it's most wonderful
or at its cruelest
the balance of all things
With each change comes a lesson
a moment in time
when man stops
When man can make changes
think better thoughts
and become one with his own energy
For energy is the balance of all things
From the rose soaking up the rain
to the rain pelting on the land
Man must learn from nature
so that he too may grow and flourish
in all seasons and all kinds of weather.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a lovely flowing write Janice....10+++