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Serenity
Contributed by
bugoron
on
Thursday, 12th February 2004 @ 05:33:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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The oak, its branches do not sway,
I rest at its base, look up and see
The beautiful emerald canopy
That comforts me so on a hot summer day.
The leaves, high above, start to flutter and play,
As soft as a whisper on a light summer breeze,
Such sounds are oft times most soothing to me
As I stare at the sky from far down, where I lay.
Indeed can I call the forest my home,
for sitting here now in the Earthy decor
Do I feel, without doubt, the most peaceful.
And so I will come here, to rest and roam,
A jade-colored ceiling, and the earth for a floor,
Make this place sacred, calm and tranquil.
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bugoron
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2004-02-12 17:33:35] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Serenity
(User Rating: 1 ) by Remy on
Thursday, 12th February 2004 @ 05:36:51 PM AEST (User
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Almost sounds like what you would read in a self-help book, but maybe naturalism's not my thing. Interesting thou!
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