Every tree, a silent witness

of our time, which runs relentless

on the wheel, and does not bother

if we Love or kill each other.

For Nature’s laws runs different trails,

not human-like, she never fails

or wins that’s not her game.

That’s why Nature ‘ll never blame

or shuffle in the’ wrong’ directions.

For good and bad are human’s sections.

Such silent teachers all around -

and we still keep searching for the ground

where finally our feet can rest, the Quest is done

Not realizing Eden is never gone

but plays her eternal role throughout our days,

and silently shows secret ways.