Nature's Remedy

by Zach Myers 12 months ago in nature poetry

The script

Nature's Remedy
Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash

I ask "who am I"

But there is no "I"

We tend to dig deep

Like the surface cannot satisfy

Is it not as important as the world beneath?

Is the soil not meant to harvest skyscrapers of nature's identity?

Inevitable as death in need of acceptance

An occurrence familiar to the process

Controlled substance balanced and tamed

The mane of the lion does not roar

Travel the course with this vehicle as it writes its own history

All is temporary

The script, imaginary

The pen and the poet take no glory

Behold nature's remedies

The wind makes it's mark

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Zach Myers
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