|I walk with her in a gentle rain,
wrapped in a comforting breeze.
The trees play a sweet song for me,
love sounds made by rustling leaves.
Cool wet drops fall down on me,
they softly kiss my face.
The sun breaks through and reaches down,
I feel its warm embrace.
At peace am I, my heart content,
when I spend time with her.
My surest friend, always there,
this lady known as Nature.
She speaks to me of the awesome power
God daily does display.
Proof He lives lies in her stars,
and her winds, and her ocean waves.
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