The World

The world,

It is endless.

A plethora of mountains to climb,

An infinite ocean of opportunity,

No body of life the same,

No equivalent day.

 

Sky full of wonder,

The moon sings a lullaby to the earth,

The sun fills the skin with pleasance.

The stars warm the soul, open the eyes,

And tranquilize the embodiments of life,

Until the sun awakens.

 

The birds release an energy.

Vigor in the morning air,

The initiation of a dissimilar day,

No boundaries,

Land of the free,

Home of everyone and everything. 

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