Clouds rise toward the mountains
Waterfall drains down the cliff
Rocks control river currents
Forest creatures nestle together
Waves abrade the shore lines
Glorious sun sets, orange and blue.
In cities: crowds move with crowds,
Towers glow with sunshine advertisements
Fast food, hidden in cities nocks-and-crannies.
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This poem takes one right back to nature where we should all be heading.