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In Nature
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In Nature |
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Spike Daft Junior Member
since 2006-09-12
Posts 23CA, USA |
In Nature Behold the russet evening sky Below, the jagged black of land I sit among this, way up high And run my fingers through the sand Of time and place and countless ages Of men born free to men in cages Of fire and ice and meteor showers To hills and valleys and cities and flowers I sit on this hilltop, still and mute Behold the quiet hush of night I watch the owl, confident and astute And hear music as he leaps to flight Yet still I know this peace will fade And time will draw me from the glade To cities and people and Escalades And that role called life that we have to play For now, though, I think I’ll linger here My cage for now empty, cold and dark And when at last I must disappear I’ll carry with me nature’s glorious mark Grey Matter Custom Images |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Andrea, this really left a serene scene with me....good work! |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
excellent work Andrea... |
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sewasham Senior Member
since 2006-09-11
Posts 714Oklahoma, USA |
I love nature writes and this one is a beauty. Nicely done. Take care and Have fun. Steve |
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