Sitting on the bus looking out
the rain runs down window pain
your mind starts wishing all ahead
except for that big dark stain
Wishing for nature and all it's glory
in this drab cold miserable day
to see colours and beauty so bright
lifts ones heart wish it on to stay
Nature gives one a Jeffersonian purity
all it's colours are sublime and stunning
it's eloquent with it's poetic language
making one to keep on running
It fills one's soul so totally full
with images of future's unknown
bringing pictures so real and naturistic
nature's fullness itself is shown
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