My Serendipity
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I go to nature to find my calmness and tranquility,
To still my mind in the deep green- to repose quietly;
Oh the sylvan birds sing to me from towering trees lovely.
And in the deep forest I find my restful serenity,
The lush green inspires my muse to sweet creativity;
Grand and venerable nature stands placid in its own fragility.
Trees primeval, ancient and mysterious with divinity,
It feels that I have slipped into a strange world of antiquity;
The canopy- like a church dome that I must bow my head in humility.
I go to nature to find my own sweet serendipity,
And I leave in a trance of wondrous and amazing possibility.
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May 9, 2016
Poetry/Monorhyme/My Serendipity
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 788-044-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, Second Chance
sponsor, Eve Roper
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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