The Poetic Eye of Nature

Nature ever flows, stands never still.

Motion or change is her mode of existence.

The poetic eye sees in Man,
the Brother of the River and in Woman,
the Sister of the River.

Where life is always in transition,
as it weaves a colorful masterpiece for the universe.

Dr. Deb

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