how to describe something so pure
a wilderness kept serene
As the sun shines through rolling clouds
finding holes in the white mountains above
lighting the horizon line
Islands of pine and spruce
Balsams on the shoreline
and glimmering amongst them all
standing with purity so tall
reflecting the suns rays
Birch trees in radiant grace
This is what I see every day
and I never tire of the natural beauty
This, my world
The Canadian Shield
The powerful pines standing tall
So much life everywhere I look
even the oldest, threatening to fall
fill with homes and sustenance
nothing here is wasted
not even a glance
...
Build me a home with walls of glass
Allow me to forever see outward
I never want to shield my eyes
Never let me hide
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