Shall you marvel when you see;
tiny pointed beams in the night sky.
Shall you believe in what made that tree;
has and holds aloft the white sky.
Shall you show me all your power;
as you try to outlive the consistent time.
Or shall you believe in the Supreme Power;
who continues to control this powerful rhyme.
Shall you rather match marbles and monuments;
to the serene & simple valleys of green and white;
than believe in the moral of these contents;
where all the serenity of nature you’ve seen.
Impalpable is the Supremacy of Nature to the brain;
so find peace in the heavens, the Earth & the rain.