Nature, she will never present herself the same way twice
As in human patterns of activity
As entertainment or study she will give
Always a new subject to think about
She has with her unforseable kisses and
styles of the hair
Whoever says in a wise man's despair
nothing is new
Should turn their eyes to a bird or
a flower budding
Whoever despairs in the loss of
human imagination to
the predictability of human planning
must give her a chance to enchant them