
III
Beneath the vast open sky I lay
on nature's gift of comfort to humanity
surrounded by no one
left to dwell in my own dismay.
Disheartening, you say? No, not at all
the chirping sounds of the birds
give me hope and keep me going.
The rustling of leaves and wind upon my skin
a reminder that my five senses were still intact
the ants that bite every now and then
also remind me that I'm human and I will surely feel pain.
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