A Field of Mother Nature
I walked upon the trail and came upon your field of beauty.
I stopped to touch your blossoms in my hands to know your life giving nourishment. I thought the sky unending graced my heart with your beauty.
Kneeling at your flower I dared to touch with my lips to understand the nature of bees love of flowers.
I walk within this field of your beauty for the rest of my days exploring the life which you give to me and others.
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