Nature is the dance the earth has yearned to waltz

We see it through the wind and its whistling melody,

It's present in the welcome of the oceans-lapping waves,

I've seen it in the flight of birds as summer starts to fade.

Nature is the grief that every being seems to face,

We hear it in the wolves' aching howls to the moon,

It’s in the swaying of the barren trees, as fall consumed their leaves,

I glimpsed it in the darkest night when raindrops fell like flattery.

Nature is a desperate fight to survive just one more night,

We see it in the eyes of a fallen deer, who didn't know its end was near,

Or in the small mouse who fears its size might be the cost of its demise,

It's in the great blue spruce that doesn't let the bitter cold inside its nourishing roots,

Nature will continue to tell stories throughout its many states,

could nature perhaps reveal the parts of you, you never thought to tell?