Rain had been falling for the past few days, causing life to dawn
In myriad forms it sprung forth on all sides spurring growth along
Nature was having an ablution causing her to wake up new and fresh
In the aftermath of cleansing rain, trees touched by a green brush
Sparkling blue glimmered the lake in the distance, promising sight
There is a hint of spring already in the air, beams of sun bright
Rustling in the undergrowth, there is a commotion amongst squirrels
Dispute arises between life forms, but nothing quite like a peril
I was up early in the day, and saw that Spirit was waiting patient
Asking for her forgiveness I queried her about knowledge ancient
What causes these cycles I wondered, is there a divine plan concealed?
Or is it just a play of the senses that the final call shall reveal?
Spirit answered: "Questions arise in the human mind because of intellect
Nature doesnt ask so, being in complete absorption of present interest
Past and future do not exist, being mere figments of the imagination
Only present is real and contains all the qualities of eternization
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