Nature Poem

A tall stone tower, a monolith rising to slide through the clouds. Rising to greet the first light of dawn as the sun slowly creeps upwards. A twisty path winds around, a snake slowly sliding upwards. Two people, ants on the mountainside, climb ever upwards, green packs larger than their heads weigh them down. One slips and almost falls. A small pebble leaves the path, twirling down into darkness. It lands into a pool, a small splash, barely audible, yet it resonates across the world. Far away, amid concrete towers on concrete hills in a bleak jungle, a young boy awakens, green eyes snapping open in the night. From a pool much like the pebble fell into, a dragonfly rises upward, Blue wings snapping open, to lift itself into the boundless sky, green body glinting in the mist. Two butterflies spin round each other, a never-ending dance in the sky, a pale blue and a fiery red, opposites in this divided world. A swarm of flies hovering over a brine lake suddenly flits away, one coherent whole dissolving into a many-headed beast. A grey lizard sunning itself on a rock, slowly turning a contented green. A catcall in the wild, a flurry of activity as dawn approaches. A flock of parrots flying off into the sunset. Green grass swaying on the wind. Deer bounding over a babbling brook. A seagull flying high above the roaring waves. A bear, huge in its enormity, rears on its hind legs. Everything runs when no-one cries. A pebble rouses the world, and a boulder creates a lullaby to lure all creation back into slumber. And Earth drifts on, in the trackless wastes of the empty void. Slowly turning about a bright star, yellow and gold, lighting up our world.