by Poetry99
© 2001 Dorothy E. Scott, all rights reserved
Man is connected to nature without can't exist.
He has to have oxygen, food, water, to subsist.
His wisdom learned is another enlist.
He must venture through trails in the mysterious mist.
Oxygen is the gift from the floral bouquet.
Trees breath new refresh in every natural foyer.
Glassy sand particles are swept in the foamy quay.
Life is connected to every thread, nature's toupee.
Animals must hunt to replenish their individual family.
Survival becomes the battle, the ultimate key.
Every thread of life is connected to man's history.
Without it life would be an empty spool of infinity.
Man is connected to nature without can't exist.
He has to have oxygen, food, water, to subsist.
His wisdom learned is another enlist.
He must venture through trails in the mysterious mist.