Nature - She Reaches Out To You In Many Ways Than One

Her tender love she showers,
For every one that seeks her.
In millions of colors she surrounds you,
Just need the eyes to see her.
Giving comes naturally to her,
As she is the mother of all that is alive.

She whispers her songs;
The gentle breeze carries it around.
She plays the music and the river rumbles along,
She dances on the waves,
And glides down the rainbows,
She lies calmly in the sweltering deserts
And comes melting down the snow peaks.

The blooms that spring after a refreshing shower,
The green carpets that spreads all over.
The enchanting, creeping, crawling lives,
The spirit lifting wings that fills the skies.
The high peaks and the low depths,
What rides, you can have.

Whatever we are or whatever we shall create,
It can only be a reflection of her image.
As we her children are nothing but her extensions.
We live in her glory,
We lie in her shade.
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