The Reality of Nature

Does a nightingale sing in daylight?
Or a lark sing under the stars of night?
Neither shall be content to sing their song
While they are bent to the others fair task.
Yet for a moment their song shall cascade
In rivers of sorrow, until they fade
Into the nothingness that they borrow.
What choice do rivers have but overflow
When rain's do fill them up until they do grow,
Swell, pronounce themselves full of fat water
That will not hold within their old coffers.
So as a bird will sing when it is told,
And as a river will overflow banks,
Know that each man must be himself in thanks.

                                            The Reality of Nature, (c) Luke Bennette, April 2012