Nature Glue

Nature Glue

A Poem by Richard Williams

Nature binds us.


If you're about to fall to pieces,

if what was one becomes a few,
when soul and spirit come asunder
there's always something you can do.

If troubles snap you into segments,
if you're a four above a two,
when you become five ways from Sunday,
go out and gather nature glue.

It is adhesive found in sunlight,
a mending substance for the pain.
It can be culled within the moonlight,
or even in the driving rain.

In aspens or a fog-filled valley,
a desert or a mountain lake;
the sunset binds us with its glory--
it's there if you're about to break.

Some nature glue can put together
what falls apart right at the seams.
For it is Spackle found in maple...
Aurora Borealis beams!

So if you find yourself divided,
if what is broken tears at you,
reach out and pull yourself together;
go out and gather nature glue.

© 2010 Richard Williams

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Posted 5 Months Ago

Fantastic poem ! .... Sunlight is the source of happiness . Always magnificently present no matter what events roll in our life .

Posted 2 Years Ago

Dear Richard,

Wonderful meter. Wonderful sentiment. And your are so right. This is the sort of glue that can hold you together. It's held me together many times and has held together my friends as well. This is natures wisdom. Thanks for putting it so plainly in words.

Greatly enjoyed.

Best regards!


Posted 4 Years Ago

great message, nature is truly glue to mend ones soul!

Posted 6 Years Ago

Outstanding write, i loved this

Posted 7 Years Ago

To remind ourselves of that connection with nature can heal many things.

Posted 7 Years Ago

I need some of that Nature glue myself..Great work!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Beautiful/Lovely write! I love the 3rd stanza. :D

Posted 7 Years Ago

wOw, this is beyond amazing.
There's so much perfection in your words, wOw..

'In aspens or a fog-filled valley,
a desert or a mountain lake;
the sunset binds us with its glory--
it's there if you're about to break.' - this was such a beautiful stanza.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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