Touring in nature looks
While' meandering in mountain creeks
I would be taken to a living course- show off
Where the spouting waters, relieving music stream
A purely, ecstatic, delightful shine
And, where my heart would know
A bark upon the blue-dim sky
When the tempests are seething high
Ever in eager movement
Along these lines, tsk-tsk, am I
© daniel miltz
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