Mother Nature

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 19, 2018

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The only busy sounds I wish to hear are those of singing mountain tops,

The rustle of the leaves drifting through the wind,

And gawking geese echoing beyond the rising sun.

Nature is mothers cure to peace,

There is prosperity in the silence,

In the absence of busy sounds lies a sweet serenity.

To escape here is a privilege,

Few are granted access to freedom;

Not everyone can run away from the hustle of life.

Vibrant cities are the bass of this world,

Rushing cars are distant but constantly filling the quite we deserve,

And avoiding the chaos is near impossible.

To those who are allowed, relax. Breathe in the organic air.

Enjoy Mother Nature’s symphony of the wild.

This secret song is only for those chosen by her hand.

This composition is only for those who know how to listen.

This chorale is for those desperate enough to hear the truth of this earth;

Mother Nature has flooded our world with natural melodies of captivating sceneries.

Follow the music of solitude, so that you might share her masterpiece.


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