The Mentor Poem by Somali Mukherjee

'The more in science we advance,
The more do we grow, ' you say;
Still, Nature's love, abundance
Forgive us all in every way.

She lessons us to endure
Just like the green grasses do;
We, humans, can't all ensure;
We fail to remain pure and true.

Time's supposed to take all away;
She teaches all how to accept;
Rise and fall, the night and the day
Pass on, as per the global concept.

I can't breathe, I run, I run
In the lap of Nature;
'There'll be the moon and the sun, '
Tells me the Great Teacher.

Life must, must have turns and bends;
Life gifts us melody;
My frail heart now comprehends
There must be threnody.