Wandering Particles,
Wandering in amazement,
At everything I see.
Nature, She holds such beauty,
Even the bark of the tree,
Are the same particles in you and me.
They go on living and breathing,
Always giving and receiving,
Outstretched arms reaching,
Slowly growing to the sky.
As the sun rays are beaming,
The green canopy,
Absorbing the energy.
Each leaf holds a meaning,
Holding dew...
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