Like broken heart, Ground unwelcomes
big droplets, on wind shuttle,
urgent like flashbacks gushing to mind
at the sight of an old lover.
Going deep, warring surface peace,
whatever Ground can't gulp flows,
washing smoothness to rough.
Whatever was labored for
on prior calmness is collateral damage.
Whatever the pace, Nature is in play.
Think it's a new age
then Nature exposes it as a mirage.
Air conditioning don't condition the wind,
drainage system is plumbing for kind flows.
Every greed is dependent on
Nature's kindness---bounty of fresh air,
nutrition, wealth, and healing.
Greed is the toxin, humankind is the toxic lover.
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