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Hear Hear

A short poem dedicated to the nature’s call

Photo by Marc Noorman on Unsplash

You walk across the garden,
of Eden yet never did you caress
the flowers

Yet nature is tranquil, it
dons the call but you never
seem to pay attention

Preoccupied notions of worries,
block you and your mind from
release — peace awaits

If only you’d take one look,
at the dew that sprouts on those
leaves — pearly shine

The wind breezes the calm that
wants you to feel at peace, if only
you’d pay heed to the call of
nature and its deed singing your
timely ease…