Amidst the rolling hills and fields,
Nature's beauty lies unfurled,
A canvas of green and gold,
That leaves one breathless and awed.
The rustling leaves of trees so tall,
Whisper secrets to the wind,
As gentle streams flow by,
Their melodies never dimmed.
Birds take to the sky,
Their wings a blur of motion,
Singing sweetly as they soar,
In a dance of pure devotion.
Butterflies flit to and fro,
Their colours a vivid display,
As they flitter from flower to flower,
In search of sweet nectar to sate.
The sun sets behind the mountains,
Painting the sky in shades of red and gold,
As the world below drifts off to sleep,
Nature's beauty, a sight to behold.
And as I stand in this place,
Filled with wonder and awe,
I'm reminded of the power and grace,
Of the beauty that is Nature's law.
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