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I feel my feet bite into the earth.
I see the ground, the rocks, the sky.
This is truly where I belong.

I feel the leaves blowing in the wind.
I sway with them, I move to the tune of the natural hum.


TO sit upon a mountain top, and think about you,
to see the moon, showing off to the stars,
the stars remind me of your eyes.

I feel that the words are lost,
lost and happily too.
Words that would also describe you.

Nature is beauty, along with you,
I feel the rain upon my skin,
it reminds me of your tears.

But I smile anyway, I know you're not sad.
I stand back up, and brush myself off,
I live to think in solemn nature.