Friday 24 March 2017

In The Forest..




The air so fresh
Taking away all stress

In the thickest forest
With my novel I rest

Orison too, uninterrupted
Gearing not to be tempted

The wind talks to the trees
Distant buzzing heard of bees

Every creature practices grace
No matter the creature's race

Stillness there speaks peace
Join me there if you may, please

You got to see nature's chemistry
Its amazing scenes and mystery

Got to kick stress
Got to stay fresh

Now go for this simple deal
And see how nature does heal

In the forest..







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