The crescendo and diminuendo

When volcanos are volcanos,

Hurricanes are hurricanes;

When emotions flood like tidal bores,

And heartbeats dropped,

like diminuendos.

Destruction gleams,

in the wanting of resurrection;

And termination flares,

with his evil determination.

Here it ends, simply

As seasons change.

When breezes breathe,

Wavelets exhale like a long kiss.

When the rocks dive into water with no stirs,

And the moon waxes and wanes,

with no echoes in the heartstrings.

Rumination oozes,

in all manifestation;

And mesmerisation dissolves,

into daily negotiation.

Here it goes, simply

As nature revolves.