The mysteries of nature

The love of heart and trauma,

From the core of my heart,

When death and fatal actions,

Come down in one lethal part,

Of life our stages and worries,

Drive us through the things,

That beauty and hard learning,

Always can give and bring,

The broken lanes of love,

The clenching blood-red soils,

The hate of those around us,

Of pain feeding one's dark coil,

That inner heart of love,

That you do never show,

As worries stress and fractures,

Pile up in one big dome,

Watch after saddening days,

The big and free one country,

That lets us all combine.