Her Decree

In Her grand theater

You took the stage

With hubris in your hearts, 

You declared your age

With mighty cities, and skyscrapers tall,

Thought you could conquer, control it all?

But then She whispered

Secrets, in wind and in trees

Her timeless wisdom far older

Than your silly decrees

Sent storms and fires, to humble your pride,

You're just guests here, on this crashing ride!

At times with thirst, at times with floods

And at times, with thirst and floods

She silently showed you where to sit

But you were too busy digging your pit

In Her whispers and roars, she tried to teach,

Blind by ambition, you remained out of reach.

For every dam you built

Every field you plow

She revealed her power

In a thunderous bow

In the end, you're actors, in Her unending play,

She's the director, you're just dust on display.

-- Pradeep K (Prady)

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