Whispers from the clouds
Hush hush, be thou still
The gentle voice - soft and sweet!
Flora and fauna, hills and terrain,
Rivers and streams, the Sun and the Moon,
Stars and Supernova
All but man could hearken to it!
Why could not man?
Well, his thoughts are cluttered
Greed and pride, and malice and lust,
Money, material, make-up and masks,
Clogged and swollen - without direction
He lives to please what is not to be
Death comes by and lo, he's gone!
Wow da .. :)
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