Philosophy Rainforest Poems

We dream of rain
In the setting sun 
in the season of one.
A wildest west and a withered crest, 
the coat of arms. 
A falcon and...

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Loving Nature without loving God is a neat trick
But as I love Nature, how could I complain?
Are you a humanist? Spinoza a guy with a...

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Grateful 

The bird in the cage sits,
and sometimes sings. 
On Sunday he gets let out. 
That is the best day. 
The cat is at church....

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When you look at the hills faraway at sunset,think of me:
I am the black flock of birds that disappears into the horizon;
 I am the...

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