My nature is of nature itself, <br />A kind light of my soul, <br />The very essence that rings supreme, <br />Into every knot of existence. <br /> <br />The elite flower is on my head, <br />Overcast with shadows that nature deals, <br />A sun and star cascade like waterfalls <br />To bury the lavender on my hat. <br /> <br />My nature is that of fear and grief, <br />Solid nature of sad constancy, <br />The sadness subsides to bring in hope <br />Of an everlasting future. <br /> <br />My chair has turned golden, <br />As the warmth enters the heart, <br />Giving masterful looks to my face, <br />This path of action ranks high as highness itself.<br /><br />Naveed Akram<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-nature-3/
