We opened Nature's door and entered its meditative beauty greeting us were the billions of mosquitoes softly whispering "get out" So we sprayed ourselves with poisons and sat motionless waiting for Nature to reveal Herself Too late for we soured ourselves made vinegar in her realm
Irwin R. Shaw - August 28th 1988
We opened Nature's door
and entered its meditative
beauty
greeting us were the billions
of mosquitoes
softly whispering
"get out"
So we sprayed ourselves
with poisons
and sat motionless
waiting for Nature
to reveal Herself
Too late
for we soured ourselves
made vinegar
in her realm