Black tree
feeds the blood root...
Night was pregnant
with the moon...
Blast of horny
words comes from sideways...
In fields of green and skies of blue,
The beauty of nature comes into view...
Elegance is grace, in every way,
A beauty that can never stray...
In the dark of night, I see it rise
A shadowy figure, a deep disguise...
In the depths of night, when all is still,
The world is draped in a cloak of blackness...
Nature, oh nature, so wondrous and grand,
A tapestry of life, stitched by nature's own hand...
Nature, oh nature, how grand and divine,
A world full of beauty, serene and sublime...
Amidst the rustling leaves and gentle breeze,
The symphony of nature never seems to cease...
In the stillness of the night
A whispering breeze takes flight...
In a world of noise and haste,
I find solace in a quiet space...