Nature’s Guard

The ocean spits regrets,
so faint no one could hear,
a coast with so much depth,
absorbing salty tears.

Gray clouds cry and lament,
sadness writes on the sand.
Cold raindrops represent,
emotions hearts have banned

Swim across the waters,
migrating towards luck,
blessing every quarter,
where harmful lightning struck.

Form a revolution
lead by golden sunshine,
swords made of rose bushes,
armies of butterflies.

Greeting a brighter dawn,
impure acts laid to rest,
conquest lines that are drawn,
fighting for every breath.

Nature does her duty,
pollution is refrained.
Earth aims to save her beauty,
though time will not remain.

– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy

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  1. “Form a revolution
    lead by golden sunshine,
    swords made of rose bushes,
    armies of butterflies.”

    This is stunning imagery! The entire poem speaks volumes. They say “Nature abhors a vacuum,” but I think nature would approve of a vacuum cleaner right about now.

  2. Wow, what a magical poem, Grace. This here, β€œForm a revolution
    lead by golden sunshine,
    swords made of rose bushes,
    armies of butterflies.” Stunning. ❀️❀️

  3. How beautifully you have penned down the nature’s wail and then rising up to recover it’s own natureβ£οΈβ£οΈβ€οΈπŸ‘Œ

  4. What a timely reminder with beautiful imagery like.. absorbing salty tears.. and.. swords made of rose bushes. Very well written, Grace πŸ˜ŠπŸ’πŸ’–

  5. This truly a magical poem, Grace…your wisdom…the imagery with crazy rhyming…the day you publish your book, do let me know! ✨❀️✨

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