beautiful

[cacian]

off the coast
I like to boast
earth is the most
beautiful
host

I can sit for hours
look at the skies
turn into white
orange and bright
the weather would height
a canvas of might
rainbows and wides
would atmosepshere a life of sight

I can walk
for days
in between the ways
listen to birds
fly off and churn
a musical earn
the place would 'djourn
to a night time stern
and the air would
fill life to a still

earth off the coast
is perfect host
to places and poses
sun drenched in roses

beyond the stretch
the wild and the fetch
the sea
would come and sketch
a vision of free
and a perfect be
is born and see
nature is me