Poetic Nature

Stripes and ribbons paint the sky,

Wiping beauty everywhere nature lies.

Sweeping landscapes enchant the Earth,

With brimming tremors, breathing life by birth.

Whence the option takes it’s chance,

All that is, will learn the dance —

Of life eternal — the circumstance —

To live all at once, from which we can’t recant.

When it’s over, there will be no more.

For life, a mortal, brings with it beginning and end.

Of a story from which, a character, we call command.

So hear me tell, from this world, once more.

The life eternal, souls combined immortal, full of grace and folly.

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