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Nature
The river that flows down the hill,
Is never able to be a moment still,
The rocks and pebbles at it's edge,
Lie as steady as the dead,

The mountain that touch the sky,
Is never able to have a moment of fly,
The stones and the way in its shed,
Lie as steady as the dead,

The trees that lies as in standstill,
Is never able to move even in a zeal,
The roots and the leaves all it led,
Lie as steady as the dead.

-tina malik