Rain drops fall from the sky,
The little tadpole doesn’t wonder why.
Leaves turn yellow every autumn,
It doesn’t bother the fish at the ocean’s bottom.
But birds can sense a storm coming their way,
Bats use high pitched sound to find its prey.
In their natural instincts, the animals put their trust,
They don’t second doubt it, or they would bite the dust.
Man can ponder and worry a lot more,
A lot of times it stops him from opening a door.
Natural instinct is buried under so called logic,
But without it there simply cannot be any magic.
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