Dissolving in This Nature

The nature knows the art of selflessness very well.

What it gives never takes back

Fixing all the crippled pieces

without cracks.

In lieu of autumn it has spring.

generosity flowing in the breeze

Clouds gushing in summer

Down pouring without cease.

Puddling turf suffusing with

Magnanimous void

Staring at lagoon,

All I do is confide.

In the essence of the dawn,

I awe the mysterious it hid.

Dissolving in this nature spirit

Is all I stride.