Reading the empirical lines of nature,
surrounding earth with words of beauty.
Alive, freshness of the morning seeps
deeply into my soul, reshaping it's
essence for a short time of being.
Total concentration unfolds itself,
spreading an air of calm without.
Soaking up the atmosphere, letting it
permeate my mind, I find a new,
natural type of high; and enjoyable
one in all respects.
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