Are not our eyes nature’s eyes,
self-recognizing;
Witnessing suns and moons setting
and rising
Embracing the stars in the sky
of the night?
Are not our thoughts swift like
the eagle’s flight,
Are not our acts firebolts –
energeticly strong,
Our anticipations not rainbowly
long?
Our dreams not like clouds that
are silently flowing,
Are we not captively awesome
and glowing
Like the last sunrays that kiss
the mountains goodbye
Observed by very nature through
the human eye?
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