Nature's stage is green on blue
with drifting mounds of white
As caps of foam keep company
with playful liquid light
I watch the pieces dance together
with grace and subtle flair
As each piece humbly plays its part
without a haughty air
Wind blows.... trees sway
Clouds drift... birds soar
Waves roll ... river runs
Sun shines ... moon glows
As I return from year to year
I perceive the wondrous whole
Yet the pieces change unceasingly
well beyond mankind's control
Gazing in awe at nature's dance
I sense inner tension melting
While nature helps me see myself
as one more piece connecting
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