Nature is what we see,
the hill, the afternoon –
squirrel, eclipse, the bumble bee,
nay – Nature is heaven.

Nature is what we hear,
the bobblelink, the sea –
thunder, the cricket –
nay, Nature is harmony.

Nature is what we know
but have no art to say,
so impotent our wisdom is
to her simplicity.

Emily Dickinson


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