CYCLE OF LIFE

One walks upon the ground,
rocks and pebbles roll and tumble,
stops to fill a hole.
 

One digs upon the earth,
disturbs the worms and bugs
and everything around.
 

One climbs atop a tree,
leaves and branches drop and fall
to fill a ditch.
 

One swims upon a lake,
water ripples making eddies around,
calmness unsettled.
 

One flies upon the air,
birds and insects scramble,
interfere with their freedom to choose.
 

One dies,
rocks and pebbles,
worms and bugs,
leaves and branches,
cover and consume man upon his grave.
 

But, this is not nature's revenge upon man,
it is helping nature to take place.
 

-- Written by Rodolfo D.S. Cabael