It Is What Makes It The Greatest

A Prose Poem

Nature is Almighty Visible.

It breeds everything we see around us.

It causes the life and decay of anything visible and invisible.

It produces, nurtures, eliminates, and monitors with a time clock.

Nature has the nature of birthing diversity without a stop.

Most of the time, it lulls and fulfills man’s deepest desires.

But sometimes it weakens the man’s power to resist and makes him miserable.

It produces nectar as well as cyanide, as well as means of survival and decay, as well as soothing air and Corona-Omicron.

Nature is not a miracle but a tangible truth.

It plays with elemental chemistry, applying physics pure while executing.

It blends and merges philosophy with science in a lyrical symphony of the poet’s heart.

It keeps on birthing newer and newer potions, lotions, notions, and creations with every motion unnoticed.

It never moves, lives, sleeps, wakes without science.

Knowing its a little fraction, one becomes the scientist the greatest.