Nature, natural objects are my elements
Basing which walk my deeds,
Water flows
Wind blows;
Clouds spread in the sky
Then drop low and high,
Plants grow various fruits
Eat those needy beings;
I do
You too,
Good for good,
Bad for bad;
One day to us they shall return,
Us they shall inform
Our positions,
Our destinations.

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