Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Nature Abound

The trees of green never showed their hue
As flagrantly as when Sun gave them truth
The Sun above never shone so bright
The purposeless wind blows the night
Birds chirp sweet melody, bears growl burly
While the desitute rocks lay there inertly
The river runs deepest where we cannot go
And nature abounds in truth and beauty untold

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