The world stands still
drowning in the dreams of the sky,
the rain falls
playing a soft music,
in the ear of these trees,
bent down
sheltering the Earth underneath
the rain touches her infant hands
on the deluge it has created,
lost in the green and the grey
i lift my eyes up
and see through the void
like no one else can
and there i feel it,
the nature's sublime plan.
Nice one for a time-pass poem. Great imagery.
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