Waiting for Nature to Find Me

Today I am angry and it feels difficult to sit here and write about nature because it is hard to believe the extent to which nature might understand human emotion.  In fact, human emotion is probably one of the primary things which separates us from nature in general – yet will we ever know if a wilting flower is sad?

Maybe nature does understand – it is a question I cannot let go of now. 

The roaring, lapping ocean seems to mimic the flow of my rage – seems to hear my anger and respond with that same growing strength of fear, danger, power, and vengeance; all of what this anger makes me feel. 

The best thing about animals for me has been their ability to respond to human emotion but, do they understand it?  Perhaps the beautiful part is that they don’t have to understand it, they sense it and for us, that is enough. 

The wind blows strong tonight and I wish for it to just blow my thoughts

away – to blow my pain into a million pieces and to carry it off, never to be seen or felt again.  I wish the wind would sweep me away and take me to a different place where the ocean didn’t sound so angry. 

Like the stars, I encourage you to try to see something within me – to try to reach me as best you can.  The ocean is vast just like the depths of my heart and soul that you will never see. 
But, just as the wind blows and changes day to day
I’ll be gone with the wind and only will come back again
Once the weather decides to change.