Nature's Ability
Overgrown green masks the sun's countenance,
One extended exhale from the gullet;
Of some omnipotence
Exudes a breeze, creating a balance;
Amongst the trees and the sky's atmosphere,
Nothing comes under borderline here.
Suddenly, Nature is under constraint,
Grey bar next to bar, red gate next to gate.
Yet, again His power;
Exceeds all expected.
His control, easily discernible
And His reputation, unaffected.
Widening, stretching, growing far beyond,
Each and every boundary around.
All at once He acted against,
Man's sole attempt,
To corrupt His essential essence.
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