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Natural Beauty
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Natural Beauty |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle 
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Natural Beauty O'er field of flowered offerings Young wren of morning sings Great height Through cloudy mist sun's filterings Showcasing sheen on bravened wings In flight To sway of willow limbs joy clings Melodious gift 'round meadow rings. Birdsong extols; awed utterings From freshness-filled breast brings Such might A natural beauty on cloud-silk strings She compliments most finer minglings So bright Young wren of morning sings O'er field of flowered offerings |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Ah, beautiful... very much so... great writing... regards, sudhir |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
....and so is your response...beautiful. Thank you very much, Sudhir. ~soft nod~...chanson~ - - - - - - - "Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory..." P.B. Shelley |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
You've painted quite the picture of Natural Beauty! Very well done! <*\\\>< Be an organ donor...give your heart to Jesus! |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
WhtDove...thank you. It's always a pleasure to hear from you  ...chanson~"Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory..." P.B. Shelley |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
AHhhh yesssss.....tis the natural beauty indeed. Mind sending that wren to my window for tomorrow morn....as of late I have only blackbirds squaking at my window. Beautiful write. So peaceful and brings a smile. |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
I don't mind at all. I hope the little wren is at your window by tomorrow morning ...chanson~"Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory..." P.B. Shelley |
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