It Is Always That Nature Wins Poem by RIC BASTASA

What i am seeing today
is a placid lake surrounded by tall rocks with some stunted outgrowths
of old suppressed trees of long ago

ruby waters
emerald skies

i feel the coolness of this water
i hear the song of the leaves of trees
the whisper of
long ago

soft to my ears
music to my heart
pacific
tender

if i have to really think deeper
what made this

calmness

was it before when the world exploded
spit lava
breathed fire
threw away what it kept inside
its fury

and so many of the likes of us
thousands
millions
buried underneath now without a hint
a voice

which we have forgotten
which we can no longer trace

and i see beauty and i prefer it like this
i prefer
forgetting what was madness

catastrophic madness
of men versus
nature

profanity, vanity
and of course, as i see all these spreading calmness of the river
and the sea
and the silence of the mountains and the
whispers of the trees

i know for sure,
nature won.