Nature

Whispering wind upon the sea

Whisper sweet nothings unto me

A rolling thunder of the coast

A sound of beauty, full of boast

Crashing waves and cliffs of art

Flow into the streams of my heart

Fly o’er head into a blue bowled sky

Sing songs until the fire that shines

Tidal waves and mountains that roar

Birds that sing and eagles that soar

The brave world serenades the moon

As creatures make for early June

Suddenly the light of rebirth prowls upon the soil of the earth

Rise up sweet miracles

Be born

Security surpassed the storm

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About Amanda Batten

I am a personal support worker; aspiring writer living in Ontario. My goal is to inspire and entertain people with the written word, and hone the talent God has given me.
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