I stand at the top of a hill staring down into the ocean Which pulls and presses at the smooth rock below This green-blue void has eaten away the earth

What does nature want?

The snow piles up on the back of ducks in a lake It weighs down the branches Of mighty proud oaks Until they crack and fall

What does nature want?

The rain falling endlessly turning earth to mud and green thick leaves cover every inch around me a wall of vines and chaos as unknown creatures slither through the cracks

What does nature want?

the stream whispering falling slowly over edges sprinkling the sunlight back up into my eyes the forest golden with the late day tiny bugs skitter across the surface

What does nature want?

You call me to come and play with you And yet threaten to kill me Like a friend with joy in one hand and a knife in the other enchantment and deep respect I know you want me to live To press my feet into your soil To spread my eyes across your vast openness To listen, with my rapt attention as you pour wind through everything around me Every moment I spend with you is both the answer and the question

What does nature want?