As fortitude walks in desperate waves,
Natures song, remains the same.
It dwells upon the mortal earth.
With each and every birth.
As skies dwell deep, above the world,
The rainbows swirl, a golden curl.
Bring to me an in-depth heart,
Quenched in dreams of art.
My silver mood, it taunts and quarrels,
As desperate leaves fall in the forest.
Upon the ground they wilt and lay.
In mother nature’s way.
Dwell within for eyes of stance,
As life brings back the dance.
© 1 day ago rhyme
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