Nature's Passion Poem by Ong Kar Jin

Love is a play and we all have our parts,
Cry, laugh, love, hate- we are actors.
Blessed warmth fills my fragile heart,
A spark of fire and feeling like no other.

Light attracts flies, shock at every turn,
But still they come, a mistake never to learn.
Passion, possession, pain and elation,
Bittersweet, full of concern and emotion

Trees come in tall, stout, thin and low,
But still in every plant the force of life flows.
O’ my love, I love you so,
Be it summer, spring, sun or snow.