For Whom?

For whom does the forest cry?

For whom do the waves crash upon the rocks?

For whom does the night display its twinkling treasures?

For whom does the wind swirl?

For whom does the moon wax and wane?

For whom do the mountains rise in majesty?

For whom do the heavenly spheres revolve?

For whom do the warm, sandy beaches yield?

For whom does the sun illuminate the world?

For thee.

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