The world poem

The world,
how it hangs there in space in its beauty,
and how glorious it looks in its majesty of spectacular blue,
oh, the world,
how glorious it is,
how magnificent it is to me and you,
oh, the Earth, the Earth so blue,
so, far from the moon with no one of its seniority to talk to,
but oh, how it inspires,
and how it captures the imagination with such fascination,
and what glories it holds where we walk and where we talk,
and the nature of Earth how varied it is,
and how simple and complex it is,
and how brilliant are all its colours,
and hues that dazzle our eyes,
and that dance so spectacularly before our vision,
wherever we stand and from wherever it is we view,
and the Earth how gently it holds us in its arms,
and from our Mothers and Fathers,
and teachers how we learn of its fragility,
and how it raises us,
and how inquisitive of it we are,
and how inquisitively we learn of it,
and how brilliantly we are educated by it,
and from it we learn of nature and how powerful it is,
and from it we learn how devastating nature,
and the forces of nature can be,
and how we,
from the simple elements of the Earth,
we have evolved and can explore the Earth,
with such inquisitiveness and tenacity,
and how we,
we travelling upon it,
have and can conjure up such glorious,
and such wondrous memories,
conjured up from all the many possibilities,
from the people that we meet to the places that we go,
and that we have been,
and from the wilderness of nature,
from streams,
rivers,
lakes, oceans and seas,
the clouds and the skies,
and from the fields to the mountains, the woods, the forests,
the individual leaves, and the plants and the trees,
oh, what an incredible world it is,
and how it hangs there in space in its beauty,
and how glorious it looks in its majesty of spectacular blue,
and what a grand place it is,
a grand place to love,
a grand place to feel and to exist,
with all the sensations with which the Earth,
by the power of its creation has given to us,
and blessed us with,
oh, what a beauteous place it is to be,
for we with our senses we can see,
and we can feel everything,
and in our emotions and by being surrounded by it,
it is the greatest of symphonies playing upon our hearts,
and the most captivating and the most fascinating of places,
and how we are lucky to be born from it,
and to stand,
and to walk,
and to sit,
and to explore,
and to dream, and to wish,
and how incredible it is that we have risen from it,
with such chance that the nature,
of its beating heart has permitted us,
and has granted us life as if from a wish,
and how thankful are we,
how thankful are we to be upon it,
and amongst its many fineries to exist,
and how thankful are we to be alive,
and with our loved ones upon it happy to live.

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