The chirrup of birds,
The swooshing of wind on trees.
The ignorant gurgling of rivers melting
Into the salty, sprawling seas.
The petrichor after a flood,
Tree branches floating by.
Deep dark forests closing in
On sunny desert dries.
A flower blooms,
The fresh leaves smile.
Ragged, patched and sewn up-
Stands my lonely isle.
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