There is no better teacher than nature
In letting a myriad flowers at a time bloom,
Myriads of fruits and as many a seed,
In letting too tens of thousands to destined doom,
Nature has let the best blossom, and breed.
There’s no better thing in life to copy,
Leaps nor yet bursts, but inching improvement
Be what to man his aha moments lent,
Which, the fool calls his creativity.
Nature’s what enlightens, not religion,
It’s nature that inspires him to create,
And it is ignorance of nature that
Makes of man’s miserly moments as none.
And yet, man marvels not at its tall stature,
Nor learns: there’s no better teacher than nature.
- Sonnets | 03.07.04 |
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