natures call
watch the water trickle down the leaves
like rain showering from the sky,
watch the sun set.
while the moon rises.
The sky a dark blanket of holes,
bursts of fire burst through.
a wolfs howl at natures calling
may be a certain doom.
as the birds chirp
they may be a warning
to natures doom.
the sky not a loop
not animals warnings for doom
but a thank you for what nature did
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