Nature
Often I heard about the
Stars in the sky at full moon
Staring down at me and you and them
Almost as talking to us
Have I had a moment and gazed
I would have known the
Beauty of it, as the poets praised
With a melody of sound
Of the chirping birds around
The trees beneath my balcony
A splendid thousands prayers
A replica of heavenly beauty
Into the water beneath
A scene thousands of years survived
A thousands more to repeat
It's brighter now and was brighter then
When I had no choice to stare
Years and years I could wait to see
The beautiful sky in front of me
I could lay down here till I breathe my last
I admire when it's present
I want to do it when I'm past
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