thinkig of nature.
13:30:02 - Dec 08 2008
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Nature is beautiful, quiet,forever still to the heartbeats of its self,
nature is the lush forest, illuminating many shades of healing colors easing the mind.
Nature is the elegant birds, welcoming in the dawn of hope for a sweeter tomorrow,
nature is a new baby calf, struggling to its feet as for its first time after being born.
Nature is a salmon, swimming against the stream of life never knowing where they're going but forever knowing to trust its instant,
nature is a volcanic geyser, venting off a vengeful steam of oppression.
Nature is a furious beast, raging up a violent storm,
nature is the sad end trees, all bent, and broken, looking so the love and care of what surrounds it but forever lonely in the dead of night.
Nature is lightning striking the ground with forewarning of its pain that binds it,
nature is a wild fire, consuming the things that have been long past forgotten.
Nature is a tornado, with its screaming winds of justice seeking its revenge,
nature is a tidal wave, clearing the things that made us hurt.
Nature is they beauts of life but the fist of justice to the wicked who have forsaken it in all its glory of what it gives us.
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