Rain and snow,
all day indecision,
right or left, soup or salad,
on the edge of which way to go.
Does our planet think
should I rain, should I snow?
Is anyone taken into account?
People driving to and fro,
a bike rider wheeling through rain
and slush, or a squirrel scurrying
under a pyramid Spruce.
We are and we are not
birds in her nest.
Lucky are we to breathe and see
and look up at an open sky,
to have an amazing, diverse,
awe-inspiring, magnificent,
colorful, vibrant place to live.
Another moment of indecision,
as no one word comes near
to portraying the wonder,
fierce beauty, and generosity
of our living planet.
I pray, let's all pray,
we don't destroy her.
If she does think or evolves to think,
I hope she thinks with compassion
and passes compassion and evolving on
to us.  Rain and snow,
all day indecision,

right or left, soup or salad,

on the edge of which way to go.