Greens of glory glistened
while floating by on turquoise,
trees with yellowed leaves waved
as nature’s orchestra played
a soothing symphony,
lapping water slurped upside
a tiny boat set adrift,
whistling concertos breezed from
holes in wooden rafts of days gone by,
nature plays for nature
when no one is around,
then night time lifts its curtain
and nothing makes a sound.
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