O cometh the spell o' vitality,
Who but Nature celebrates Nature best?
The orchid panicles blossom in happy hues,
The golden orioles chirp in symphonic abundance,
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O fleeting love, like a wisp of smoke!
You drift away leaving me bereft of sensibilities;
Ever in the blues.
Love! The potion to give life to life,
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Here we sleep,
Dreams unrealis'd, promises unfulfill'd;
Caring no more to the pains and desires of the world,
Indifferent to footfalls of the living,
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Father, Mother!
What am I?
They would not tell.
Echoing silence fills the timbered space.
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