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Down the stream we go
Along with nature’s flow
Winding our way through
Life like tributary tracks.
We are bordered by such beauty
Can we see the wood for the trees
Can we see life’s gifts
And revel in it with glee
Can we see how each piece of nature
Accepts the role it plays
Does not try to fight it
Or try to masquerade .
For nature is perfection
Of harmony and bliss
It doesn’t need to question
It’s own existence .
For it knows why it was created
To bring balance to this earth
And so it doesn’t have to gauge
What is it’s true worth.
Now if like nature we could
Adopt this philosophy
Then maybe we could stop fighting it
And also see the woods too, through the trees.