True nature

Something’s here in this forest
You cannot see it
No need to flee it
It smells of spring
It sounds like what the loon sings
It feels like a summer night
Its magnificent
No need for fright
Stay in the wood
Become one with the wild
Act as mother nature’s child
For only then can you see
What nature thinks
What nature can be
Nature’s true identity





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