The sound of nature filled the air,
as the tides grew low.
The trees with leaves so soft blew away,
away from summer's glow.
As the past flies by I still feel shy,
to let these words expose.
For now I know where else to go,
when I feel to write as so.
Hark, hark! The sun beams!
The tingling of my skin,
as so in my dreams!
For now I have found my peace,
my serenity!
For now I have seen and seen,
what true paradise means!
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