Nature touched her
children dear,
With fronded finger
& raindrop tear,
Where dunes soft
loll & chasms rip,
Nature kissed with
her mother´s lips.
Nature caressed her
love´s emotions,
With sighing breezes
& waves of oceans,
Where old forests
pray & mountains dip,
Nature kissed with
her lover´s lips.
Nature whispered
her paint-box hues,
With frost, snow
& early morning dews,
Where rosy dawns,
over horizon trips,
Nature kissed with
her artist´s lips.
Nature sang with
her sweet soft voice,
With serenade &
tale of life´s right choice,
Where land bows &
from river, gently sips,
Nature kissed with
her Goddess lips.
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