Before we did walk on the floor we did crawl
And a similar fate does await us all
In that at the end of our life's journey the body does die
The same for the billionaire as you and i
Though the World's greatest theologians of a life after death claim to know
Any real proof of such they cannot seem to show
They talk of the Kingdom of their invisible God in the sky
Where on bodily death all good souls to do fly
The only God i know of she lives all around me
And the beauty she creates everyday i do see
The mother of the four Seasons Winter, Spring, Summer and Fall
Her name Mother Nature she is known to all
And whether my last remains are buried or to ashes do burn
Of Nature i am and to her i will return.
Saturday, September 1, 2012
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