Before my birth-
Beautiful and
Fulfilled this earth.
After my birth
I see
Nothing dearth.
I made and
Unmade but
I see nothing
Changed in
Structure and
Forms.
My earth-
My own
Across my lawn.
I faced
The storms
And still
I am delighted
With all present.
Nature
My bosom friend.
True to say
I am the earth.
And I am
Changing myself
As observed.
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