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❝ I step amongst another paradise,
as the amicable arms of nature engulf me.
Some say it is quite unwise,
to set such balanced beauty free.
The clingy chrips of crickets,
is nature trying to say secrets out loud.
"This feels quite scripted."
giggled a revealing red cloud.
Soon, those dashing droplets,
emerge out of callous clouds.
"It is time to restore the brutal balance."
spoke a unknown coward crowd.
I suppose, rain is the unseen instrument,
for nature to solemnly sing.
"Besides, I am just a mere peasant."
reassured the once kind king.
Droplets harmoniously sing their mystical tune,
as the whimsical waves clap in the background.
It was time for crowning of the moon,
to discover the notes long drowned.
Soon, sad streams slither past many,
carying the hopes and filth of thousands.
There is room for plenty,
to discover those serene serpents.
The streams soon slither into a field,
to see a unbelievable sight.
It was a Gost Orchid, finally all healed,
after fighting with all his might.
His presence brightens up the entire field,
"Who are thou?"
This was like a shield,
to escape the nature's binding hue. ❞
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> Central Idea:
The poem explores the relationship between nature and humanity, emphasizing the beauty and complexity of the natural world. It suggests that nature has its own stories and emotions and that humans have a role in both preserving and understanding this beauty.
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