Sunshine filters through mighty oak
Dappled orange light
Shafts of light-filled with motes of dust
And insects taking flight.
*
A clear river flows below
Eddy’s and swirls in pure waters
Fish break the surface eating tasty morsels
Then gone like scuba divers.
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Nature in its purest form
Untouched by word or deed
A place where no humans tread
Nor soil drilled alien seed.
*
Heaven on a smaller scale
Unsullied Mother Earth
No trees felled by unfeeling hand
Nor littered undergrowth.
*
Deer nibble here and there
Rabbit running free
Otter building homes in dams
Flowers kissed by bees.
*
Glory in a forest glade
The scent of pine and oak
Perfume pervades this place
Like sprinkled fairy dust.
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If heaven were a place on earth
This would surely be
Nature in its purest form
Untouched by word or deed.
About the Creator
Paul Douglas
I have always loved to write, especially poems and short stories. I also have an abiding love for technology and gaming. I love to share my outlook with others.
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