My OperaJust magnificent view
Friday, May 21, 2010 3:34:59 PM
The birds float on the flow of the unmoving wind
that blows to glide to the trees
Rays of sunshine a glittering glow of colors,
black as night and brilliant sunshiny gold
Smooth like velvet reflecting as it glides
through the dew wet grass-across
A low bank of water the river meandering on its journey
to the arms of the sea
The future is to hope that all of this beauty remains
to be enjoyed by those who are not yet born.
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