Nature
Hold on hope
Breathe dying jokes
Sigh the wind
Follow paths to find
As they wind
Squeeze through
Whispering thoughts
Until the cracking bough
Flittering feathers swoop
Drink up life
Like a nourishing soup
It is rich despite the rife
Calls and howls
Course through mother earths bowels
As the she connects
With busy insects
Winds change
Currents rearrange
Life evolves
Mysteries remain unsolved
Rains fall to natures call
Life is refreshed again
Until the end
Deserts and sand
Deserted lands
The sun shines into crevices and grooves
Casting shadows on horses hooves
And their echoes
Whisper in lush meadows
There is beauty waiting to be found
And wildlife running abound
Hold on hope
Breathe dying jokes
Sigh the wind
Follow paths to find
As past, present and future unwind
Squeeze through
Whispering thoughts
Until
the cracking of the bough
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