Through Mother Natures EyesA Poem by BekaNature is both Beautiful and Violent. It is my hope to capture both and that you know who is the star of the poem.The concrete ground is cold Like the hearts of those that walk My earth Gives me gooseflesh The air is hot and sticky My hair stands on end The wind is fierce and Violent My body dances with it My white dress flowing The rain is hard and fast Red marks on my skin The Lightning bright and electic I feel it in my veins The flowers lean towards the sky Hungry Sirens sound in the distance Telling me to hide But I can not look away It is for My earth This is My creation This is My purpous And It is beautiful
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