Through the windows of the passing train, magnificance of nature allured my eyes ... Grassland beneath swung smooth, Joy within them buded dews ... The sea glistened like a silky silver bed While the sun slid down Leaving his sparks all over her... Tall pine like trees stood in a row To welcome the clouds that dropped below... The sky swept her floor With a paint brush Orange & yellow paints scattered all around... Bliss to the weary eyes I thought, But by then I've already moved on.
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