Nature exists in an optimum way, with the perfect equilibrium between friction and gravity, which when disrupted by disasters, manmade or natural, parameters of these outstretching and allowed by Nature, she has this way of adapting. An intriguing way that one feels compelled to analyse. Such extremes, yet such balance, I wonder in awe...such order.
When the two forces of friction and gravity become incompatible with Nature, higher forces must be addressed respectfully, in order to convert natural disasters into positive adaptation to restore equilibrium....in the same way our minds have the potential to work when we need to deal with disasters, changing kinetic minds to thermal, thinking minds, to facilitate resolve in dry or fluid issues. It is in this way that Nature transforms energy to create harmony and order. One would almost think that Nature has a mind of her own.
This 'mindset' is coefficient to achieve equilibrium, I have learnt this empirically, it is mandatory for her evolution and must be allowed for in striking the optimum balance in Nature. It is in this allowance for the extreme limits that she sometimes inevitably loses ground in pursuit of her dreams, sometimes even having to succumb to the avalanche of her will. This nurtures tolerant thoughts and consciousness is born inherently, resulting in the clear-thinking mind power of which Nature is truly capable and displays.
Earthquakes panic her but shake no fear in her, for Nature is fearless. Angry hurricanes ravish her hemisphere, but this serves to quench her thirst, for Nature aspires to greatness with resilience and overcomes any resistance. Pride and lust flood her, but never drown her security, for Nature is humble. Green-eyed tornadoes spin envy within, but she resists, for Nature knows her magnificent potential. Worldly volcanoes erupt vague lava, but in any difficult axioms she can still decipher, for Nature is honest. Drought drains the ecosystems, but she never becomes dehydrated, for Nature drinks sunlight and grows wise. Hailstorms and blizzards cry complaints constantly, but she endures,
for Nature knows perception. Forests burn, lies evaporate, but she remains patient, for Nature watches and waits.
Mankind wastes away talents, selfishly building monuments, but she shares hers with the less fortunate, for Nature puts her hands out to grab the fullness of gratitude and rests. For Nature knows that gluttony expands her universe, and that failure, weakness and asymmetry trigger dark energy; such is the nature of the kind, that closes in on herself and her whole terrain landslides. Even when that occurs, Nature corrects herself and adjusts...creating even better symmetry than before to recenter and thus regain her optimum equilibrium to wholeness and fullness.
Nature knows mystically that it is disrupted, the balance. She senses it. Tsunamis consume her heartbeat, sandstorms blur her vision and precious life slips by. Manmade disasters also cripple her world and people die. People are being killed by the unnatural, deceitful pandemonium of kidnapping, drug/human trafficking, poverty, famine, disease, pollution, terrorism, pandemics, radiation leaks. Crises that plague her people, that climax into vulnerability. Such is the result of disrupting Nature's balance, the barbaric reality, of a powerless, coy soul and its fate. Such is the species that Nature can neither control nor tolerate, but must adopt the 'mindset' in pursuit of survival/evolution.
To counteract these idiosyncrasies, Nature must be prepared to steer strong, to withstand currents of the oceans, to be resilient to wind erosion, to be highly charged in the face of friction and gravity. It is in this way that Nature learns in spite of being altered by intervention, to be wise, moderate and temperate, to thrive, transform, endure, retaliate, adjust, adapt, persist, develop, conquer, evolve and grow. Then Nature lives in bliss, eternally.
As experiences are thrust upon her, she metabolises a dense feeling, of joy, love and universal respect that is undebatable. Her mountains surround her with positive energy, intangible quantum of it. Protected and supported, she is empowered and her mind and soul are blown into whirlwinds that travel to other universes and back, while energetic, busy cities, peaceful countrysides, beaches, maintain the adequate balance that Nature yearns. Nature understands the power of multi-verses, the sun, stars, moon, planets, galaxies, rains gods, hope, faith and love. She believes in her own power to shape who she will become, knowing the power of five forces that pull at her feet and head...four that permit her journey, purpose and reason, though some say she has none, and one Great force that directs it, then she herself consciously determines it.
The world, its entropy and people are all subject to the thermodynamics of God. For this reason, Nature knows respect, but people don't. What seems like unconnected phenomena, Nature knows is the impact of a Super being, a Super power, a Strong, Supernatural, electromagnetic Force...God...onto this world. It is divine, ordered, symmetrical and harmonious, between all the friction and gravity, time and space, against all the currents and tides, storms and terror, amidst all the fires and forests.
Nature forges on to eternity. She is the epitome of beautiful, eternally thankful. With hopes for grand unification, abundant consciousness and lingering joy, beyond space and time. Nature is constantly nurturing and pruning her soul, body and mind. The whole of Nature persevering until she becomes distinguished to a degree of Perfection. If mankind would only emulate her, oh what a better place the world would be.
by Simone Galy-Laquis
Simone Galy-Laquis was born and bred in the Caribbean island of Trinidad and Tobago. At the age of sixteen she went to England to further her education. Two years later she returned to her homeland to manage one of her father's businesses. By age nineteen she fell in love and married by age twenty-one. By thirty-one she had five children. She has enjoyed writing poetry since the age of six and has three published poems. Now at forty-one she spends her free time writing. She has a collection of sixty historical and inspirational unpublished poems.
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