Forces of Nature burns bright in the sky and on or under the land
what wonders to the eye is a celestial strike of ice lightning
or the hush sitting in the heart of a hurricane as the all seeing eye
how visual the treat of dancing northern lights over our orbs
sweet is the music of a thunderbolts crash, even disconcerting 
ending a storms essentiality percussion ear shattering symphony
shared awesome spectacles when earth and sky meet in a tornado
as jealous spiraling winds draw earthbound, into a hungry funnel
the core of the earth heats underground fresh water springs
and forces an intermittent living geyser of heated water and steam
as all things in nature must renew or die, Gaia grows even the now
volcano eruptions bring forth new earth, creating new life and land
spewed into oceans or over parched land flows of fiery molten lave
the forces of nature never seem kind, but then when ever was birth?
and dying can be ever so hard, in nature it does not mean death
in nature dying only means morphing into something more spectacular