Nature Poem by Daniel P Martin

The wind is an activist, it causes unrest,
Manmade structures are put to the test,
It’s nature’s fuel and the sky’s very soul,
Discouraging a static acceptance of role.

The sky supports, it glimmers and gleams,
It’s endless expanse promoting dreams,
An ocean of blue, or a dull white and grey,
This fickle chameleon determines your day.

Fire is nature’s two-faced beast,
Natural or man-mane, it’s all fire’s feast,
Promoting endurance and burning desire,
With a morbid twist in the funeral pyre,

The sea is a motivational force,
The endless drive on a familiar course,
Forever restricted by the moon’s strong hand,
But still it strives to cover the sand.

The sun is a monarch, a reigning queen,
Warming her subjects, she’s never been mean,
Creating our doubles, and smiling above,
Fuelling our passion and spreading our love.