Nature For or Against Us?

The khaki tanned leaves swivelled gracefully around my head,
Forming a glistening golden halo.
The wind carried me forward with my inertia,
Pushed me ahead
In my hopeless dread.

Mother Nature requested a breezing tango,
But I declined
She seemed out of her mind.
I was in a stupid wheelchair, I could not.

Nevertheless she insisted.
I looked up to the firmament
And saw a dove fly above my head.
I thought, maybe the good times would come
And I would feel the laws of nature in action, once again.