You are the Countryside

May 14, 2013
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The flower rises
Stretching, lifting itself up
From the ground so deep

The bird soars above
Chanting its lilting woodnote
Never looking back

The oak tree stands tall
Sheltering all beneath it
Always without fail

The river runs fast
Hustling and bustling
Steady and ageless

The stars glint up high
Scintillating, glistening
Filled with mystery

You are bucolic
Embracing the rustic world
And all its beauty

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