Blue Ridge Mountains
~
across the sapphire
blended with emerald hue
ridges rise in praise
~
clusters of pine trees
birch, poplar, oak and locust
merge to give sweet peace
~
bright flowers grow wild
dancing with fresh moss and fern
inspiring jubilation
~
waters run gently
across smooth, gray and brown stones
soothing the spirit
~
every plant worships
from where it’s rooted in ground
that brings true comfort
~
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