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LOVE OF THE LAND.
Come with me on the wind,love,
On wide,spreading wings.
Wake each bird to a new day
And hear how it sings.
Ride the halls of the forest
On the wind of dawn.
Dry from lashes of bushland
The tears of the morn.
Blow where the ardent ocean
Lies in sand's white arms.
Feel the warm breath returning
That breathed on the farms.
Holding the cloud puff dusting
Pale face of the moon,
Hear the bow of pine trees play
Some forgotten tune.
Responding to the caress
Of soft stroking hand,
Come with me on the wind,love,
Watch it love the land.
seepy.
I love the picturesque landscape of your beloved land: forest, bushland, ocean and the sky. You captured the pristine and immaculate imagery of your surrounding beauty, soft and mild backed up by the birds and the windbreaks of the farm. There's so much beauty a nature can give to humankind. Good for painting. Thank you.
"Did not our heart burn within us?" ~Luke 24:32