Nature

Seated by a rock,
With a river flowing by,
The day is almost up,
And the night is nigh.

The twittering of the birds
And the flowing of the stream,
Everything in perfect harmony,
Is this just a dream?

Across the other shore,
Stands a mountain splendid.
Its slopes colored a lush green,
It rises from where the river ended.

The sunlight on the mountain top,
And the glistening snow,
Its wonderful, this spectacle,
Yet it makes me forlorn.

For seeing everything so perfect,
Reminds me of everything that's wrong with me,
If nature is so perfect,
Why can't we as humans be?