Ignorance is a bliss, they insist,
Yet beauty is what we couldn’t
resist.
For in Nature, we indulge
infinitely,
And in science, we succumb entirely.
It’s not that we need both to
compete,
But rather build us up to be
complete.
Gaia, hopelessly screams for saving,
Yet for the Muses, we keep raving.
Art and knowledge kept us all in
awe,
Still our Earthly lives, we left so
raw.
Balance we need, to see beauty of
all.
Rivers, lakes, and ponds make
waterfalls.
Trees, bushes, and fields make life
so broad,
And here we stand, in full amazement
we nod.
Inspiration is what we crave from
such Ode,
For Nature is not ours, but rather
belongs to God.
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