I am sure that nature knows me as I am, which is the same thing as OK.
I know me as so much more, which isn't always OK.
An error is seen as personal definition.
Nature sees it as a lesson.
Time is too fast and I am too slow.
Nature is patient, knowing that time just IS.

I hold on to past stumbles.
Nature has seen them fly by like a bird soaring freely
I may believe my efforts are not good enough.
Nature sees my efforts as accomplishment.
I compare my actions to others, giving it weight, size, and comparative glow.
Nature sees my action as a unique voice - valid unto itself.

I see myself as the one in the crowd that is disconnected.
Nature sees my spirit in a cohesive blend, as one with all other spirits.
I see the rain as millions and millions of drops.
Nature sees the rain as one drop guiding it's way home, to become one with all waters