By Bob W Christian
While walking in the forest
Surrounded by nature,
I gazed upon your face.
Those eyes, so green
Like the plants dancing.
Yours is the unseen
Breath, swaying leaves are
Fields of rippling skin.
Your golden sunshine
Warming. Creating life,
Bringing such brightest
Blessings to each and
Every season in this,
Our most hallowed place.
(c)BobChristianpoetry
The Ramblings of Bob Christian 
I decided recently to take my life back down an old familiar road. This also took my writing down, a new route. This is the first of a series of pieces based around various nature based belief structures.
I’d be very interested in your thought.
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