I ask Nature
Why are some black and some white?
She says to me
Both have red blood
I ask Nature
Why does the cock alone crow?
She says to me
The hen is chicken-hearted
I ask Nature
Why do some bathe in want?
She says to me
They are prone to rest
I ask Nature
Why am I haunted by fear?
She says to me
That you may know prevention
I ask Nature
Why is there death?
She says to me
There is life after death
I ask Nature
Why do we part
She says to me
That we may meet again in stronger bond
I ask Nature
Why am I haunted by the past?
She says to me
That you may build a better future
I ask Nature
Why are there sorrows?
She says to me
That the beginning of joy may be identified
I ask Nature
What is life?
She hushes and says
I'm sorry but it is an answer
To the call of death.
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