My hungry soul

I hunger for a bed of water to help me rest
A quiet place, where the wind inspires
trees, flowers, and grass to sing
I hunger for shade and a book
where shadows dance like a river on the pages
I hunger for a place where all go about their business lovingly and true
I hunger for a place most would call lonely
But I say nature is enough company

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