Meadow
In a meadow where the wildflowers bloom,
Underneath a sky of azure, endless room,
Sunlight dances on a crystal stream,
Nature's lullaby, a timeless dream.
Whispers of the wind in ancient trees,
Echoes of the past in every breeze,
Mountains stand like guardians tall,
Witnesses to seasons' rise and fall.
Birds in flight, a symphony of grace,
Chasing horizons, finding their place,
Moonlight's glow on a tranquil night,
Stars like whispers, soft and bright.
In this realm of beauty, pure and true,
Hearts find peace in skies of blue,
A hundred words, a canvas vast,
Nature's poetry, forever cast.
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