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The Love of Nature

At times, the feel of the sun on my whole body is delicious How warm, how comforting, how addicting Of the sun's rays I shall never have enough Why, amidst life's harsh darting arrows The warmth of the sun is like a protective umbrella! At other times, the caress of the wind is arousing It tends to guide me towards adventure It tends to bid me to listen to its call To imagine that somewhere, on high grounds It can take the form of hot air balloons and just swipe me away! More, each time, the touch of the rain feels soothing The flames that inhabit my body die out And cooled off, I can shake my toils away And smile at life As if I were its own queen! And of course, the wet and cold grass is inviting On it, I do feel like reclining For as long as my free time shall allow me to Grass, smelling like the paths of the other worlds Bid me to smile, at nothing and no one in particular! Pray, to enjoy the display of nature I have chosen to remain unattached And carefree Unburdened, even if this implies That I shall have to be penniless! Yes, there, scotched on the mountain side, I get to dream Of flying like birds Of flying without wings Of swimming in torrid waters Of touching the moon, while keeping my feet on Earth! Pray, I shall not get home tonight I shall sit and wait on the mountains for the moon to show up Who knows, I might turn into a werewolf Or meet a romantic vampire Who knows where my nature-bent imagination shall take me?

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Date: 3/13/2017 9:11:00 AM
You swept me away! Fabulous write Anoucheka, I share your delight, it can't help but flow out of much of my own poetry ;) 7 and a star studded fave! xomo
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Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Date: 3/13/2017 9:19:00 AM
Awww :) Thks Maureen!! XOXOX

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