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As a discovery, I see these flowers offered, In this field that is offered to me, And withers under these heavens.
And there is growing nature That opens and transforms with procedure. See these rosebuds Which hatch and give us the roses,
What a beauty, What simplicity. What force for these trees are positioned, With buttons and flowers they condition.
As a child discovering a toy, I'm here in front of this ballet, Bees and bumblebees pounce on these flowers, And these butterflies foraging these flowers.
The tree in the spring changes, All its branches are exchanged In bud stems of time that adorn nature, And determines a rejuvenation of this greenery.
And I marvel, Of all these wonders, I look like new This outbreak in its heyday.
As an illuminating light, Trees and flowers are balisantes functions Where insects may locate And where a world is managed.
As if by magic, As in a dream hastily, Everything SELF best without political, If men could move as well with many ethics.
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RépondreSupprimerMartine ANCIAUX creator of the painting pictures, new pictures of the art painting, art photographer,
http://www.anciaux-photos.fr, http://www.anciauxmartine.com,
nature, a life, an identity, a partner, a life force, and survival, a symbol for man,
able to communicate with nature, is to provide intense development towards creation and the wonders of our world, respect nature is to want to just understand our earth is trying to break free of 'obnubilisation progress without providing the next day.
MARTINE ANCIAUX
Give meaning to the uses and customs by making them shine on parchment,
Write novels, screenplays, musicals, books,
Landscape, sky, sun, flower nature environment.
© POEM OF NATURE © André THOMAS
As a discovery,
I see these flowers offered,
In this field that is offered to me,
And withers under these heavens.
And there is growing nature
That opens and transforms with procedure.
See these rosebuds
Which hatch and give us the roses,
What a beauty,
What simplicity.
What force for these trees are positioned,
With buttons and flowers they condition.
As a child discovering a toy,
I'm here in front of this ballet,
Bees and bumblebees pounce on these flowers,
And these butterflies foraging these flowers.
The tree in the spring changes,
All its branches are exchanged
In bud stems of time that adorn nature,
And determines a rejuvenation of this greenery.
And I marvel,
Of all these wonders,
I look like new
This outbreak in its heyday.
As an illuminating light,
Trees and flowers are balisantes functions
Where insects may locate
And where a world is managed.
As if by magic,
As in a dream hastily,
Everything SELF best without political,
If men could move as well with many ethics.