Wind in the willow
wind in the pine,
blowing wherever it shall please,
but never moreso peacefully, than through the wondering mind-
Song in the cloud
song in the sun,
singing a laconic tune
only the soul is able to hum-
Beautiful day
beautiful night,
sweet nature has a certain way
of making the heart feel oh so right-
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A wonderful poem. Nature is the best thing, and it's free.