The universe is volatile and free
Nature was not made for humankind
As wild as eagles, stripe backed buzzing bee
See the storm demolish favoured trees
See the wrecks and breakage left behind
The universe is volatile ,are we?
We hear ourselves compose our misery
The sun is shrouded,rain darts through the wind
The eagles strong hide in the mountain’s lea.
The particles of life ride on in glee
Regardless of our wishes or our minds
The universe is volatile and free
When we look out,our wish is what we see
But we are minute specks which much may learn.
From eagles, cats and striped soft buzzing bees
With shutters on the eye , we’re sad and blind
And knocked by savage grief , undignified
The universe is merry,cruel and free
As wild as rage, as kind as a calm sea.
