Hope
As I walk along, the sandy soil of turquoise waters,
Colony of gulls pecking the brine for feed.
I marvel at the nature’s bounty,
signifying for eternity, the gift of abundance.
A bottle I procure, nestled is, a scroll within,
Brought to the surface by dolphins and otters.
I wrote my heart’s desires and offered it back,
all material pleasures, now a redundance.
For nature, the ultimate wealth, never falters,
It transforms your journey and destination.
Filling your life with abundance, nature saunters,
It’s worth living in nature’s county.
In the scroll, is a word, I wish never alters,
‘HOPE’, it is, the key to living a life jaunty.
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