Through the semblance of nature
you speak softly to the wind
The aura of your presence aware
makes the circle of being no end
Quietly you exist in turbulence alive
swaying with elements you survive
Living in the constant rays of light
staying, existing to all a delight
Bathed by the blithe air you commence
with one eye and a heart so profound
Reasoning through power of the senses
wild spirit of natures joy will surround
the rhyme works really well and doesn't seem forced


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