Mighty Spirit
The morning hums birdsong echoes
bouncing off a very huge path
within the greater universe
where nature declared,
it cannot be tamed
whereof, its depth cannot be fathomed
Seasons regenerate in a dance
shedding leaves of time
in a new beginning, sequencing
into a relatively new dimension
Grand spirit, invincible and splendid
that moves in wonder
And, that cannot
be conquered or destroyed
nurturing, with or without
our physical existence,
wholly, that it cannot be stained
or touched by wanton recklessness
But, gravitates naturally,
as bountiful promise of starling seeds,
harbinger new season
that feeds hope
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