As i sat on the rock with my makeshift tray ahead
i pondered about my life in my head
My memories glew as the stream shined a beam
Getting more distant i wasn’t esteemed
Semi-stoned, the wind carried my woes,
On the mossy rock, where nature's heartbeat slows.
Gazing through gaps in the cloud-knit sky,
Finding beauty in imperfection, as moments passed by.
Damp earth's scent, distant birds in a chorus,
In nature's symphony, seeking words for us.
Lost in nature's arms, that creature released,
A soul finding solace, in the forest's peace.
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