Trees rocked in the wind
Swaying back and forth to nature’s tempo
Chirps of birds frantically poured
Winter air crashed upon my face
Harsh glacial gusts hammer
Humbling each and every soul
To kneel before nature’s might
Reminding that no one can rebel against her firm hand
Frigid gusts rage around
But our mother isn’t only harsh
She blesses her followers and worshippers
With grace and warmth throughout the storm
Lashing defiance with bitter stings
While cradling us with thankful embraces
She means no harm to the innocent
Only wishing to squash the guilty
She takes good care of her children
Pure deer prancing amidst the tree trunks
Fluffy rabbits playing amidst the meadow’s dew
Affectionate and nourishing
A blanket of snow begins to fall
Filling the canvas a perfect white
Gracing us throughout the storm
A gift of love
While she shatters buildings
Humbles greed
And asserts her dominance
Over the conceited
She relishes those who appreciate her
Walking with serenity
Showering us with mercy and affection
Rewarding her defenders for their loyalty
Poem by Eidan Miana
Eidan Miana is an aspiring scholar, naturalist, and journalist from San Diego, CA. He passionately writes environmental poetry and short fiction, illustrating scenes from coastal sunsets to emerald forests. When off-campus, he can be found hiking the local trails and taking in the Socal sunshine. In addition to Tiny Seed, his work can be read at The Mustang Journal, a small, independent journal he founded with his schoolmates.