Sides of Nature
A vulnerable creature eats grass undisturbed
As a prowling beast sits behind the bushes
Waiting ever so quietly
For the perfect moment to strike
Magical peaks in the sky
Vast oceans of life
Rolling hills of green
Beautiful mounds of snow
An instinct to run
Legs moving at impossible speeds
The prey stumbles and falls
This is the end
Steep cliffs and sharp canyons
Crashing waves and guzzling wind
Scorching heat and drained soil
Icy blizzards and white death
Enormous jaws sink into the warm flesh
A whine of panic and pain
Blood drips from the limp carcass
Eyes turn black.
Both faces of nature are needed
The ugly and the beauty
In order to create a balance
Where life is maintained and supported
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