Divine Nature


as our war rages on
flowers bloom in the field
the river flows effortlessly downstream
birds fly south for the winter

as our war rages on
stones gather moss
the tree stands gracefully above its shadow
fruits ripen on the vine

as our war rages on
winds set sail over the ocean
the sun dips peacefully below the horizon
and stars come out at night

what have we forgotten?

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