Of that land East nor West neither;
Echoes the North and charms the South,
Frees the waves from Nature’s clasp,
Once it stood and thus gave leave to be,
Gestures once the wind that pass,
Slow is charm forth round hither crawl,
Greener stood of beauty emerald divine,
Beckons the wind near to a breeze,
Slowly relinquishes that and all,
Surrenders to the water so still;
Very soon brings under herself anew,
And walks away into the light there,
Me blinds now nor never bestow a cast,
For greater here shall linger here less,
Now disappeared, I see it all as once ere.

Nature, Poetry, Works
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