The beauty in Nature is for all to admire
And of singing her praises one never could tire
I marvel at the beauty that is all around me
The unrivaled beauty i do not pay to see
The little dark crickets are singing today
Their songs tell that rain and storm is on the way
And the white long bill corellas call out as they fly
Across the gray clouds of the changeable sky
Of Nature's ways little i can claim to know
But my wonderment of her only seems to grow
We take and take from her and in return to her little give
The one that we all depend on for to live
Deep in her dark bosom great wealth does abound
That greedy men for to get at does dig in her ground
Those of us who think we own Nature have got it all wrong
Since we are a life form of her's and to her we belong
For her on our survival we must depend
Yet we do not treat her as our greatest friend
We are born as mortals why otherwise pretend
And to her we return when our life's journey end.
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