Still

Still

Stillness

Brokenness

Hidden

Sadness

Not so hidden

Sadness

 
Yet somehow gladness and

Still

In love with the nature

That surrounds

Mother Earth abounds

And there is amazingly

Still

Magic to be found

From the birds that

Sing their sweet sound

To the depths

Of the lowest ground

And though man

May seem hell bound

The children laugh

The flowers bloom

And life is all around

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