Natures first green is gold ( rewrite of Zukasama's poem ) Her hardest hue to hold is that of what the sun hasn’t sold. her leaf’s sprout a flower but it was only so an hour but life begun the leaf dies as dose a part of Eden, as dawn goes to day nothing gold able to stay the sun sucking life from green gardens the waters churning as it tares the lands beauty away the storm makes the land baron the beauty no longer there to stay for the sun is jealous of his power being taken away and in anger strips it away, until the cycle turns again, until natures first green is gold once again one new day