Nature: Dangerous Beauty

Original Poetry

How incredible nature is,
When snow,
As beautiful as it is,
Can make a forest look
Like a barren wasteland.
It makes you feel so
Cold on the inside,
As you realise
The trees are waiting,
Craving,
For the warmth
Just as we are craving
For something
Unidentifiable.
The trees,
Stripped of their identity
By a callous season
Suddenly makes you realise
How destructive nature is,
In all its beauty.

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