Nature

The Challenger

Naturally, nature is life.
However, to some Life is a race,
A race between danger and in decision,
A race between what you feel and what you know,
Probably, it’s a race against the antagonist (darkness).
But to me, Life is a gift,
A gift that dismisses the will of free will,
A gift, controlled by mother nature.

Ambitiously, I someday felt so fly,
and that's how I met mother nature,
Free from my cage, I broke my wings to the sky,
I was trying to make an opportunity, for myself,
I had experienced storms there before,
but this day's storm, was a different one,
It was tough,
It roared at me like the mighty lion,
I had thought of breaking the clouds to the sky,
but nature tore my wings,
It ripped me off my hopeful flesh,
All I got was broken wings, and a mighty drop to the grounds,
Well, I can brag I kissed the grounds,
However, I learnt that nature, has well defined our fate, from our very start.

Time somehow found its way,
And it slipped off my hand,
As I tried to get up again,
I was alone,
In the loneliest times of all,
Never knowing, Nature was redefining me,
And that was to remain constant,
Forever unchanging.

Us against them;
Mother to child,
Father to daughter,
Brother to sister,
Blood-ship to eternity,
that's the race, the journey,
Its nature that taught me that,
All journeys have different destinations,

Humphrey Talks.

The Challenger of which the traveler is unaware,
By now, I was nursing my bruises, from the storm.

Reality was my keystone,
for trust was unyielding, in the presence of fate,

Life seemed to be no gift anymore,
It was more of a battle,
And furthermore, a real struggle,
It was a battle between my guts and reality,
But at the end of it,
death seemed to be inconsequential,
Now the idea of winning this battle was so seductive,
to the nature concept about death,
because giving up was a door that mother nature never gave me keys to,
It was a door I knew was to remain locked forever.

Even when this conviction seemed to be up surd to my reasoning,
I just had to keep on listening, and constantly learning,
because our blood ties,
mortal or immortal,
the natural and artificial,
humans and animal(s),
the dead or the spirits,
and the whole universe,
we all depend on our bond of choices;
love against hatred,
loyalty against betrayal,
faith against fear,
And the only part of Nature,
we can control, is accepting what befalls us,
For it is through the certainty in nature and the believe in ourselves, that our real destiny is
revealed.

©Humphrey.




By Early Bird Poetry Challenge

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