Elevation bestows the sky's nearness to my abode
I am the mountain's cloud, my skirt sprinkles roses
Now the wilderness, now the rose garden is my abode
City and wilderness are mine, ocean is mine, forest is mine
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I am the hope of the freshly grown field's verdure I am the ocean's offspring, I am nourished by the sun. a very fine poem. tony
tantalize the expecting eye from a distance As I pass silently over some habitation As I approach strolling towards a brook's bank I endow the brook with ear rings of whirlpools wonderful poem. tony