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I came upon a broken tree in a vast forest dense and dark,
     splintered.....
         sap-oozing....
              like fresh blood,
                   from its coldest bark.

Supported by its fellow trees like a wounded soldier,
      I heard its mystical cry,
           as it wept upon their shoulders,
                without an utter why!?

The silver moon and its companion stars
     gazed down upon its breadth,
          as the great forest's solemn creatures
               stopped....
                     stood in mystique silence,
                          to mourn their dear friend's death.......
Upon the river no one knows
     the beauty of my quiet place
          where no one ever goes...

A piece of Heaven
     upon still waters
           where the sun sets faithfully
                warming the soft currents
                     where a piece of nature thrives....

The soft whisper's of the subtle frogs
     that skip across the shore
          and ageless logs....

The countless stars that reflect off the face
     of my eternal friend
          at a steady pace....

Upon the river no one knows
     the beauty of of my quiet moments
          where nature flows....

Where I heard God's whisper
     an angel's sigh.....

Where I saw Heaven for a moment
     and began to cry....
I love the yellow sun,
     the blue morning's sky,
          the countless colorful birds,
               quickly flying by.....

I love the radiating warmth,
     that kisses my smooth skin,
          tingles my tender heart,
               always makes me sing.....

I love the aqua ocean who's playful waves
     dance across the horizon,
          on brilliant sunny days......

I love the shadows that settle into night,
     that bring a cool quiet, as I gaze upon
          the starry. starlit night........

I love the silver moon,
     its smiling face afar
          which I could only wish to touch
                 assuring him,
                      I'm never very far......

I love the pouring rain,
     whether it be cool, or warm,
          for it feeds the heavenly flowers
               that line the greenest lawns......

Finally,
     all I can ever say,
          is that I love this world so true,
               for its beauty,
                    its life,
                         its inclusion,
                              of someone as sweet
                                    as You!!!!

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