A bright light

In a dark tunnel.

A storm cloud

Around a funnel.

Nature has a way

of playing around.

Even, if everything's

Falling down.

Who ever knows

How things will go?

Who can see

What cannot be seen?

Nature laughs.

Blowing leaves

Through trees.

Nature freezes.

Snow flakes fall

Like sugar.

Small and fragile.

Nature melts.

The blossoms bloom

Like popari in a room.

Nature turns humid.

Sun begins to warm.

Butterflies start

To swarm.

You know the seasons.

Does nature

Have to have a reason?