The Nature of Spring
Walking through nature takes me back to my younger years
I feel perfect joy and happiness like on a Christmas Day
I am secured by the many trees that stand tall around me
I feel the wind chill my soul as it sweeps on by
Here, the plants won't harm me
The trees won't condemn me
The stream won't judge me
The flowers will listen to me
I am never alone in nature
My friends are found in the forest
The sun and the sky that criticize me cannot be seen.
I am hidden and shaded by the trees
I can finally breath away from all that noise
I am free of weight
I am home
The spirit of peace overcomes me
I observe bushes lined up all together with many gorgeous flowers growing from them
Red and orange colors are painted on these flowers and butterflies hover over them
The trees are green and mountains can be seen.
My faith has been restored in this mesmerizing Spring
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