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Behind Nature's Smiles
Come and see around the world How nature is embellished with unity How it enshroud from us its nudity Their true aberration furled But don't you see them cling thro' arduosness? Look at the sky: clouds flock against the blustering wind With mountains, they kiss with kind But behind their scenic smiles is forlonnness And the scrambling trees of the forest? Everyone contending its dear space But don't they bulwark just in case- The wind extortion deprives them of rest? Same to the beautiful gliding birds The forcible winds halt their forward motion But out of this they'll sing songs of emotion And from their melodies we methodise our words The earth is severely scoured by roaring rains Its layers consumed by the hungry streams But still it stockpile meals to the brims And with crambling terra t'still carries cranes Again sea surfs blub for discrete land As the sun mourn against her daily rob of sleep The sky cleave to its timeous rains with no slip All these are nature; sad but we'll little understand
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