somewhere in the night
i looked beyond those trees;
though i heard them say
all is natures friend;
but i went deeper
in search for a calmer voice
and then i heard them say,
the trees say my name
as the sky cries
and drop its tears on us
the trees danced and waved.
All is natures friend
but i called further
in search for a higher realm;
and saw the things unseen
they called my imagination
and so i went deeper
the trees called
and gave me a whisper;
though it was so vague
but i got the message
all is natures friend.
'see look those ancient trees with ancient landmarks-they do tell stories'
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