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A burning bliss away
vida

To walk in a ground so soft,
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(and feel the earth beneath your feet) and gaze at a sky so blue;
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the air so pure, it runs right through you,
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and look, at the trees far off.
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Standing in the mist of a dark green forest,
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moist after a cool rain, (as the drops fall from your finger tips)
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performing a perfect picture frame,
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with vivid smells of lively green, trees at rest with birds to sing.
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Yet in a distance far away, the picture burns,
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for fire and machines destroy my bliss
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I leave my early good-bye kiss,
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so it is of man today, mankind never learns!
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So sad, so sad nature…
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too bad, too bad… I’ll wager,
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in hopes to save her,
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that she, the forest will never become a stranger.
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27 Apr 07


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Fine writing and a great atmosphere of a silent forest well created.It reminded me of a painting by Monet where the artist is painting a rural idyll but in the distance like a threat is a town with smoke curling up from a factory chimney.

Larry fate in the wind Lark
 — larrylark

Thanks for the comment, I tried to paint a clear picture. I think It could use some help... I'll keep working on it.
 — vida

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