Sitting in a park
On the mountain
I see the grandeur
God has granted us
In the mountains, ocean
Inlets and trees
Then on closer inspection
I really get to see
The beauty of the branches
The spider web
Stretched between the leaves
Dangling below, in the hunters stance
He slowly dances
With the breeze
The blade of grass
The ferns perfection
The attention to detail
For all to breathe

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