Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Nature



Pastoral meadows, strolling rivers
wash over my weariness
I gaze and soak in the beauty around me

Snow capped peaks, glaciers breaking and
crashing into the sea
The visions stir my soul

Swaying branches, gentle breezes
flow across my skin
It wears away my stony shell

Nature transports me to a brighter world
It is such a plastic life I live
So much is man made but
let nature be real and wipe it away

Sandy beaches, waves crashing
over to continue the cycle
Life is more than what I see

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