February 20, 2013
By White.Roses DIAMOND, West Chester, Ohio
White.Roses DIAMOND, West Chester, Ohio
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I sit and ponder
About the wonders
That the beautiful
Earth beholds,
And I ask questions
To the people who
Find its beauty grows old.

I say they are
Creating their own scars,
But nature’s beauty will heal their sin,
If only they would whisper acceptance back
To the forests that call them in.

And I wonder how they,
Can fully find their way,
Through their life which nature itself gave.
For its not luring technology, but the beauty in thaumatology
That in our hearts we should engrave

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