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Thursday 6 November 2014

Sonnet 9

From the gentle breeze of the air
To the violent roar of the sea
From the lush greenness of the field
To the amazing ways of the animals

When the flow of the water astounds
And the meat of the wild terrifies
When the rising of the sun amazes
And the coming of the rainbow spell-bounds


Running fingers through the fertile soil
Dipping toes into the clean clear ocean
Basking in the coolness of the night
Sweating in the hotness of the day

All is to the perfection of beauty

Mother Nature at her best

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