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the harvest


While standing in the openness
surrounded by trees
A raging wind develops
no longer just a breeze
As the furious strength torments the limbs
The temperature drops
 let autumn begin
There is a mystical feeling
as the forces uncase
Fall flavored leaves speed up in a race
Mighty spirits soar
 their powers abound
All this I feel yet no one's around
The baritone voice of the thunder rolls
As Mother Nature she takes
the controls
Soon comes the lightning and maybe some rain
The almighty spirits able
to rest once again
Its harvest season another year gone by
A time to give thanks and
 not ask why

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