Nature As It Is Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico
Nature As It Is
'The clouds up high
are like pillows stretched
across the skies
the walls, trees and vines
are hot and dry
the same as I
the only sound I hear
are softened cries of cars
from afar
it left me sad
to feel this heat so bad
but thanks to heavens
for even if this place
runs out of songs
it's still beautiful
for it depends
on what one sees
one who view beauty
of nature as it is.'
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