Nature Speaks Poem by Greg Gaul

I've been watching you
Since your beginning
Whispering to you
A thousand subtle ways
Throughout all your days

You picked me up as a leaf
You were only three
Clutching my stem in your tiny hand
Long time you stared at me

Gazing at my veins, amber colors
Other leaves rustled in my fall winds
My songs to you, thousands of them
You couldn't listen then

At twenty three with your friend
You laid on your backs one clear night
In a grassy field peering starry lights
My voice was that galactic silence
Too low a whisper for you to hear
Only crickets caught your ear

Now you did hear
In your thirty third year
When your first child was born
And you heard my primal cry
Shook your illusions, you asked why

Your deceptions re emerged over time
Forty years later, no longer aware
Of the cosmic cycle we all share
Still my voice too quiet, too low
My greater voice in a single clap
Disintegrates humanity into smithereens

Think tectonic plate shifts are epic?
My full voice explodes a supernova
A sound no human has ever heard
A mere hiccup for me

I speak through this fragile human
Something of a poet, his intent is fine
Make no mistake, his thoughts are mine

Oh, I have many stories and wisdoms
I could have shared, had you only cared
At your end, we will finally embrace
As your dust clears
And leaves no trace

Listen
Be aware