Nature Is The Master Poem by Naveed Akram

Nature is drunk by spiritual people who see God,
It spills like wine, its sport is just and innocent.
The leaps harmonious, the bibles numerous and kind,
It collapses after the trees have elapsed, fulfilling us.
We are thunder, and it is rain, we are falling leaves,
And it is nature as nature sweetly lies on the ground.

The draining of Nature astounds the garden of love,
We hear him as the gardener, the lover of seeds and plants.
The leaves astonish our senses, fulfilling the innovators,
As periods of unrest fill the void as it plays on our kidneys.
The natures of the body are numerous like the raindrops,
Our nature is like that of each animal and each master.