The Elements
With nature as my friend
The wind is my companion
and sound of falling rain
the quietness and the solitude
they often feel the same.
When alone my sustenance
are all the elements
shooting stars, fly past the moon
in magical suspense.
The wind is my companion
and sound of falling rain
the quietness and the solitude
they often feel the same.
When alone my sustenance
are all the elements
shooting stars, fly past the moon
in magical suspense.
Top writer in Poetry. I am a diarist and write poetry to reflect my thoughts.
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