Natural Warfare

Can you believe the autumn breeze

is born from summer's heat?

The blistering sun that scorches the earth,

without which we could not see.

Day is tempered by an insatiable dark, 

then fought by the disgruntled moon.

The foliage in the field starves

until water begins its vicious barrage.

And an unsuspecting worm wriggles its last inch

down the gullet of an indifferent finch.