If you listen carefully to nature, the Earth speaks. Quiet your ear and listen.
In the echoes of the pond,
I hear the earth respond.
Weeping willows sway and dip,
Seeds creep, grow, bend, and flip.
Reveling in light and love,
Its spirit joins the dove.
The earth’s soul is like magic,
Its current state: tragic!
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