Nature's Ways

In Nature, nothing is hidden

We are limited by our vision

The ring of perception

Is contaminated by preconception

Nature’s definition of perfection

Is through natural evolution

For our needs, the body’s perfect

It is the same, whatever our sect

Nature has its tools and means

We carry some in our genes

The laboratory is still active

Thoughts play a role, when productive

Expansion is nature’s way

Everything’s in balance if we weigh

Night and day, summer and winter

Some grow, and some wither