Plato Wines

"Nothing lives long, only the earth and the mountains..." An old Cheyenne saying was heard And as this thought filtered through my brain Emotions deep inside me were spurred Perhaps what we think we thought we knew Maybe we don't really know The lasting effects of man's built world On the things that naturally grow "To imitate nature is to insult beauty" One famous architect once said So rather than create an "organic" form Why not something mathematic instead? So I looked way back to the ancients Who used platonic forms as earth's base And found the simple angles of a cube Best defined a volume of space So when weather is cold and things aren't used We'll close it down, tight seal But harvest comes and the weather's warm Open walls, inside to reveal And when it's done, man's life has passed Disassemble, load it up, and haul away Leaving little evidence of our presence Mother Nature lives on here to stay