Nature's Prophecy

A hard day at work

complained the bees

for the unassailable roar

of the thunder and rain.

The blue jays, they go searching

in search of a tree bark

cursing the storm

for their eggs lay at its mercy.

Those lousy bushes, they smile

at the sight of the first drops.

and the touch-me-nots hide

after the welcome hugs exchange.

Eases the rain, and so do

the other creatures hiding.

The squirrels run around.

for the walnut treasure is at stake.

The rocks covered by green Mosses

with glistening aqua drops

Feel lavish, shining like diamonds

On a Queen's wedding gown.

The river sprints

Faster than ever

But as swiftly

as a newborn falls asleep.

The land so damp

where the mites breed

as the midday sun

sinks down the horizon.

As the night gets calm

the frogs creep and leap.

the wind drops the pollens

Like Santa on a Christmas Eve.

The violet sky with pearls hanging

play a soothing symphony for those asleep.

It's calm and still and too dark to see,

but the water keeps the night's company

The bright sun, he comes out blazing

when the first light falls upon.

The hungry cattle begin grazing

and the bees, oh they pray it doesn't rain again.