Nature is Pleasure

Nature is Pleasure

Just like the strings, life vibrates in a fret of situations at hand, yet it produces a melodious sound wen stretched.
listen, says the heart, as it radiates the warmth of good tidings to the soul in silence!
we speak like gods, yet we act like men loosing their libido in a busy exercise.
just like the shaper cutting off the parts of it’s aggressor, so is the mouth of he which encodes positivity from it’s bowels of pleasure.
Hard-work is a name tag, attitude is master minded by the heart when the muse of nature rests in a porch. out of the cavities, a voice speaks gently to the mind, yet our characters are hidden deep into our pleasure, for reality comes the messenger with the words which linger in our veins to the marrow of our bones made strong the activities of the fluid. For the fluid is the word and the bones shaped like the heart to be courageous for which the veins of the minds are easily swayed away.
Guard yourself in your own ideas, for the times are at war with the days in a battle field of season!!!



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