I yearn to go back
to this quaint village
unforgettable moments
are etched on my mind
rolling cliffs of primroses
nature’s magic carpet
poppies lazily hang on the craggy ledge
harmoniously the sounds of birds sing
as they swing on fine branches
singing delightful songs
these early days of spring
are welcomed and warm
vast green fields proudly boast
tiny baby lambs prancing excitedly
each knowing their own
to sit and watch
the wild sea crashing against the cliffs
roaring loudly as each white horse
tumbles and unfurls its majestic wave
swirling tirelessly through time
a hypnotic effect we never tire of
constant as the moon's phases
at twilight, nature displays
a glowing canopy of the bluest blue
as stars slowly begin to appear
the mistress of the night enters into view
a beaming orb shimmering all aglow
smiling across the harbor
her luminous light is welcomed
this enchanted village
forever I'll hold it's magic
opened my eyes to nature
became my spiritual teacher
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