Nativity short poem

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While walking alone
Speaking without words
Yet hear all except human voice
Amidst trees and woods and lawn
Hearing the never exasperated rhythm
Sung by the flowing waters
The stories murmured by the passing breeze
The shrill of squirrels
We feel someway elated
That is the ultimate solace one craves for.

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After all these years of reading, analysing , guiding, doing, now  give out what I can. Hence write lines  whether it be in poetic form/ prosaic or anything which has a breezy effect I think
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Shamala Chandran

The solace and the being one with nature is the most joyous feeling…