Nature's whispers

you meet someone who
queries your every action
he sends your head spinning.
you are worked up and
like an goose you peck at him;
'Can you just take the action
as a response to nature's bidding
like the birds that migrate south every year
without asking why why why. You may
end up flying east instead of south.
Do you ask why your fingers are moving
from key to key when on the piano.
They would end up playing another tune.'

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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