Nature Heals
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The dream lingers as I stroll past a rippling stream,
Wind echoes through the tangled emerald trees;
I am, in deep reverie as the birds sing for me unseen,
Oh, sadness leave, just float away on the breeze
God painted a sunset in bright colors so beautiful,
He made me a masterpiece that touched my soul;
I watched the sky swirling, twirling and I was tearful,
All around me was nature as I touched marigold.
Winding tendrils growing wild, I love their twisty way,
Meandering, looping, curving with serpentine twisting;
Seeking, wanting, begging for a sweet bit of sun ray,
Nature brings me such tranquility and I am praying.
Melody of dawn came to me as I woke from my sleep,
The forest was a rhapsody of birds calling and calling;
Beautiful and wondrous the scene that I wanted to weep,
In the morning dew, my spirit healed and was soaring.
Rose in the hush of dawn, bright and red and lovely,
I want to pluck you and keep you all the day with me;
Yet, I hesitate because it will mean your death surely,
So, I leave you for all those walking by to see.
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September 2, 2015
Poetry/Rhyme/Healing Nature
Copyright Protected, ID 15-705-633-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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