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Free verse about nature - our wonder of it |
| Puffs of white Scrubbed the sky of distraction to reveal subtlety of the truest cerulean Significance signified by drifts of sea tinted breezes between the mossy branches of a concept realization Regardful of the moment here in blissful stratosphere one can daily decide direction of abidance or rejection Be reluctant to impose will gently nudge the heart to accept enigmas constant for one cannot be certain What tomorrow can present Today we have the sky To wonder at the clouds To taste the breeze As it passes On its way to a heart to heal a mind to transform To calm confusion of those that Marvel |