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THE ART OF NATURE






My neighbours are trees,

The wind and the snow,

The Nature that sees                

How people can grow.

 

The mountain air

Is fresh, crisp, and sweet.

A cute little bear

Has found his treat.

 

I feel I am here,

The world’s tiny part,

As much as a dear

A piece of Your Art.

 

My life, like a dream,

Will come to an end.

The Angel unseen

Will give me his hand.

 

A drop in a river,

A small grain of sand.

The Greatest Life Giver,

I am in Your Land.

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