Nature - Poem by Aminat Opatola
I adopt the pace of nature for her secret is patience.
The assurance that dawn comes after night and spring after winter.
We live in her seasons as we passes and breath her refreshing air, taste her fruits and resign ourselves to the beauty she creates around us.
Lets climb mountains and get nature's good tidings, let her peace flows into us as sunshine flows into trees,
lets look at her beauty and purify our mind,
lets surround her intelligence and we could all rise up like rooted trees,
No spring nor summer beauty has such grace as we have see in her
she has no place to visit, she is home.
Let our goal of life make our heart beat match with the voices humming around her universe, the infinitely healing in her repeated refrains that strengthened us as long as life last.
Lets live with nature in her connected magic which makes the whole world kin,
we've sailed her water,
crossed her deserts,
felt her frost string and oppressed by her heat.
She is the art of God and like a night with star light,
embrace her and lets live with love.
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