The brazen strands rose and fell with the wind
And the green blades rose and fell with each step
Now the sun bathed the meadow with fierce yellow rays
But never could it shine with that radiance divine
Soon the trees drew back humbled before a beauty
The plains gently tumbled toward the horizon
You reached the end of the journey to cheer
As the gentle sea engulfed the luscious leafed pasture
It welcomed with loving arms opened wide
Slowly secretly destroyed inside
Afraid to call out unto the deep blue sea
As the hazel drowns itself beneath the shadow
Falling apart not knowing what to do
The plains lay silent in fear of what may cease
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From Mind To Quill
PoetryA compilation of short poems written by Nathan E.L. Paynter. The content and meaning of each poem is inspired by many things including personal experiences, music, nature, and many others.