All for Naught

All for naught

Flowers gives their beauty

Not for adoration as a duty

The sun shines not for praise

Not to heat the planets or space

And the great earth sustains life

For no reason, not even for itself

It rains to quench like grace

It also storms and quakes like craze

There is never good or evil to beget

It is human to judge, but divine to forget

So nothing to claim, nothing to blame

Nothing to gain, and nothing to pain