Nature Poem by Issac Zheng

Do go kindly into that peaceful night.
New age should burn and rave at close day.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Breath the fresh when the new sun rise,
Before it, live in the stellar world;
So please don't try to be too wise.

The days are full of invisible fury.
For those shouldn't exist but the real.
Old time would come back in bury.

Once said, change is the law of life.
Era of past ad present will miss the future.
Though great men at their end in hive.

Curse, bless, meaningless now but I pray,
May wild sang the fail sun without blaze;
Their deeds might continue dance in green day.