Water rippling and flowing
In a transparent blue stream
See tiny fish and pebbles underneath
I sit on the green loamy bank
And in the stream I paddle my feet
As the warmth of the suns rays beat down on me
And I feel so at leisure and at peace
I can feel the pleasure, that I always seek
Here with nature’s garden, I often feel complete
And I contemplate and aspirate
In the quietness of this solitude
It’s just like sanctuary to me full of beatitude.
fauxcroft 
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