Sun glistening in my hairWind brushing my curls everywhere
Leaves crunch underfoot
Mother Nature giving her input
Spirits chanting
Peace granting
Unbroken purity
Wings flap
Beaks tap
Golden hour
Willow flower
Trees rustle
Animals bustle
Echoing wonder
Capturing beauty in this ugly world
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Tide (Poems)
PoetryTides are always changing The sun and the moon arranging Beauty and destruction Like a artistic production Its all in the journey of riding the tide of life First place winner at the We are writers awards. Copyrighted,All Rights Reserved