Introducing highlights of each day, nature
awakens to a peaceful serenity approaching
the divine.
Silence lying upon everything as it grows
before our eyes, even though we cannot see
it growing.
After many years, walking into the self-same
forests, finally seeing their growth standing
before us.
Results of nature having nourished and tended to
her own relentlessly against all odds and mis-
fortunes in life.
Tall pines, oaks, birches, all standing straight
and shading everything beneath them with their
own shadows.
Seen under the shades of Mother Nature's solemn
eyes as she watches, protecting all that's hers
in this world.
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