Here in nature I sit in thought,
Past experiences compared to naught,
Beautiful leaves, frail and guilded,
Like memories, oh loved and wilted,
Soothing sounds of harmonic bliss,
Losing thoughts in beautiful abyss,
Pure light streaming down in glorious rays,
That have shown throughout my darkest days,
Storms approaching threaten inner peace,
Rains washing away the feelings deceased,
When the maelstrom ends and clouds clear,
Yet again calming thoughts will be here.
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