Natural Questions Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

Earth spins, changes, day and night,
Then people came, with minds so bright.
We built our homes, and tilled the land,
To shape the world with clever hand.

Is it right, this changing way?
To bend the earth to our own sway?
We're nature too, a piece of all,
But do we listen to nature's call?

We change the rivers, build so high,
And reach for stars within the sky.
Will green things wither, fade, and die?
Or new life bloom, as years go by?

Are we right, this steering hand?
Across the sea, across the land?
We are nature, it is true,
But ruling all, is that what's due?

Control so strong, a bending force,
Changing nature's steady course.
Will it bloom, or will it break?
The future waits, for goodness sake.
Growth or ruin, time will say,
As nature sighs, and looks away.

The answer waits, a future shown,
In seeds we plant, and paths we've known.
Will nature thrive, or slowly cease?
Our choice will bring us doom or peace.