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A Home Here And Restful 1&2

A Home Here And Restful 1&2 It's a nature's sanctuary and Restful... Restful is such a minutest attribute Of this haven Coloured with consortium of nature's Spieces, wrapped inside A dome, In an atmosphere, suitable for my latent spirit... I came calling, Calling, I felt the breath of the Spirit Of nature Beaconing on me still to come Inward her world... Inwardly, I journeyed and the bangs! My poetic instincts awakened, The tentacles of my creative Imagination Hovered round the beauty of A nature, permeable To varied colours of life, In symbiotic affinity... And I know, within me And around me Yes, Inwardly And about me, a knowing Spring forth... My poetic Wings Do soar through streams of Endless and enduring Revelations: For out of the depth of heaven's Heartbeats and breasts, Grown are the ears of NATURE'S Secrets... I have a home here and restful... A Home Here And Restful 2: The Stranger And The Relatives Grown are the ears of NATURE'S Secrets in this Sanctuary of her unblemished Wonder.. But I am a stranger in the mix A stranger in the mix will Stand either As standby stranger, As stayby stranger As passby stranger in the land Of the sojourn.. Those threesome nature of The stranger, Are bedded on the armpits Of choice: l chose to be the stayby Stranger... To stayby, in this strange Sanctuary of nature, I must relates with the relatives Of the land, To be very well related... For relatives are the familiar And indepth dwellers, Of the territories of our welcome; They are the navigators and the Negotiators That make the strange Terrains, becoming smooth pathways And byways For the adventurous stranger; They make the highways Easy to climb, The lowlands easy to glide So why make your foot the design Of sores and burns, You face for the needless sweats And bloody bruises In the territory that has not reckon With your footprints before, When you have the familiar relatives As your standby? So I tiptoed into the sanctuary Of nature's bloom I stood one leg suspended, Carefully and Patiently watching and observing like the way the Domestic fowl does often Whenever in A strange compound Before dropping the other leg, In the land of my Nativity... And what an alluring world I Became known to! I have a home here and restful...

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Created on: 2021-11-23 11:37:44
Last Updated: 2021-11-23 11:37:44

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