The Wind

I asked nature about the wind... Where does it get it's strength to blow? Were does it originate, and when it passes... where's it go? I asked nature about the trees How is it they can grow? 
Why is it they stand so tall yet undulate to and fro? I asked nature about the ocean How does its water flow? Why in the early sunlight does its surface seem to glow? Nature's answer is always the same... when nature chooses to speak... "Love.." she says..."It's Love..." "Love is the answer that you seek." I've asked nature many questions yet love is the only answer I've ever heard (I'm beginning to wonder if nature's vocabulary is limited to one word!) But when you stop to think about it... perhaps love is nature's creed And she's trying hard to tell us It's the only word we'll ever need.