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  • Poetry

    Nature

    Whispering wind upon the sea Whisper sweet nothings unto me A rolling thunder of the coast A sound of beauty, full of boast Crashing waves and cliffs of art Flow into the streams of my heart Fly o’er head into a blue bowled sky Sing songs until the fire that shines Tidal waves and mountains that roar Birds that sing and eagles that soar The brave world serenades the moon As creatures make for early June Suddenly the light of rebirth prowls upon the soil of the earth Rise up sweet miracles Be born Security surpassed the storm Advertisements