Mine All Mine
by sloanranger
Have you ever seen a brook
clear and clean and cold,
as far as you can look
bubbling over stones?
Have you seen the open meadows,
fields and flowers for miles,
trees and bees and butterflies,
nature free and wild?
There are some places left
that I could suggest you see,
but if you went I am afraid
there'd be little left for me.
"All are part of one stupendous Whole,
Whose body Nature is, and God the soul;" Pope
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Green Green World
PoetryThese are poems about the green things I love: trees, lakes, rivers, meadows, oceans, and the like - the beauty of the natural world and environment.
