nature is a living soul
we share a heart a mind a breath
a couple whose proximity
and love are beyond words
and when she does bend
down to talk to us, she does it
with moving pictures we can watch
even with our two eyes close
so that no world could disturb our
rendevouz in the midnight air
there she lays down all her cards
and in a shroud of mysteries she
cajoles, horrifies, foretells,
humours, educates her other
self hanging by the sleeves
john tiong chunghoo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-is-a-loving-soul/
