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To The
Wilderness |
To the unknown that has not been explored or
seldom trodden upon .
There,the wild grass grow profusely and untidily,
competing for space in a green world of foliage,
shrubs, weeds and thick undergrowth .
Some unnamed small wild flowers peep above the grass,
dancing merrily in the breeze .
We should be happy there's still such a wilderness
unspoilt but by storms and floods.
Men by-pass them, taking the paved paths the open road;
appreciating flowers blooming in a pot, in a garden ;
trees and plants well pruned .
These tender flowers cannot survive in the wilderness,
in the untamed world.
Here, in the wilderness, live hundreds and thousands of birds,
reptiles, animals and insects .
It is a world created by God, unspoiled by men.
So do wander off to the wilderness !
Here, you will see unexpected delight;
such as the calls of birds, the hoots of owls
and the howls of the wolves and the chirping of insects .
It is by no means tame !
It is even dangerous to wander off to the woods.
But, there's freedom, there's beauty of the unexplored ,
like the unsung songs of spring.
It is as if mother nature is lurking somewhere
protective of its living creatures ;
every tree , every shrub and every flower ;
menacing and yet protective, from the advance of men.
And still we wander off to the wilderness !
Here, we can commune with nature and be part of it.
We feel the caress of the breeze and breathe in
the fragrant air ; the sun, warm on our faces and
hands, the sweats drip down our necks and brows .
Let peace sip into your heart !
By
Agatha Lai
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