Asking Nature

October 22, 2008
Grass, with your blades so soft, can I lie on your green carpet?

If you don’t cut me.

Tree, with your leaves reaching to the sky, will you act as my umbrella?

As long as I’m standing.

Sun, with your blazing glow, will you keep me warm?

While the clouds are sleeping.

Rain, with your droplets flowing, will you quench my thirst?

Until the sky runs out.

Earth, with your infinite beauty, will you give me a home?

That is up to you.

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