Thursday, August 19, 2010

Ethan's Poem

Mrs Nair asked me to post my poem up on this blog. Enjoy!


The crashing of the waves,

The rushing of the breeze,

Lush greenery in every gaze,

The rustling of the leaves,

Atop the highest mountain,

One hears a silent call,

Like birds flying all around,

In a hallowed hall,

Listen, but do not fear,

For it is by your side,

Weep no less than a tear,

And step into the light,

Filled with stench and aroma,

Nothing is very clear,

Visions from afar,

Nothing is better than nature.

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