Being Enchanted Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Being Enchanted
Solidifying nature within, while watching gentle
breezes blowing vegetation and trees wildly about
in an early afternoon sun.
Waving like ocean waves, slowly rolling onto shore,
crashing there witha their little treasures pulled
from under deep waters.
Calmly being enchanted by the beauty of it all while
sitting here, contemplating on the immensity of
nature's volume.
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