Nature’s Lament

From tumbleweeds and twisted dreams,

Comes torn cloth and loosened seams,

Do you hear whispers amongst the trees?

Do they beckon you on your knees?

To taste the sap which bleeds from tears,

In nature’s flesh, raped and bare,

Do the howls summon forth your tears?

Or do they conjure naught but fear?

How will you accept the gift that’s lent?

How will you heed nature’s lament?

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