COUNTRYSIDE TODAY
Hill on another's back
Mothering the beautiful sunrise
Streams endlessly flowing
Down the flowery valley
Quenching birds in their shower
With lullabies so loud
To keep sleep around
A bath under the sun
Snow white clear sand
Portraying the earth iced
Sweating like fish we are
Under the oven of nature
Sleeping goes the sun
Dozing behind the hills
Dying out lullabies
Toning low for sleep
There goes the day
Calm and silently dark
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