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Flesh is land I may say; seas are blood-floods; forests are bones;
Physic and spirit of nature, has zones of sand and stones:
Bones support the body to stand, bend, slide, glide, walk and run,
With no bones, can simple body have, in life, any fun...?

Bones safeguard my inner organs; forests do this to land?
For fertile soil and flood-free streams, forests give helping-hand;
Bones care for my blood cells; make platelets; spring marrows within;
Tackling the breeze that go wild, forests bring oxygen in; 

Who does store and release fat but bones? So do wild forests; 
Vaporizing toxins of decays, gives earth timely rests; 
Storing within rich minerals, forest seem very calm,
As men and women with talents lot, are quiet and charm...!

In whatsoever way I look at, forest is blessing,
Bone of this earth, which itself is heaven, is caressing;
As ligaments and cartilage, is my mind-body link,
And so is forest, from whom I, to write these, get my ink...!


13 August 2022

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