Beautiful is
Rain falling on a dry land
Dark clouds on the horizon
Foreboding a long-expected storm
Beautiful is
Wind sighing in trees' leaves
Rustling through a field of grain
Under an overhung sky
Beautiful is
The chilly breeze of a late-autumn day
Numbing the skin on my face
Filling my heart with sadness
Beautiful is
The seagulls' cries, filled with longing
For distant places
On the far shore of the sea
Beautiful is
Looking out on a land once full of flowers
Now barren and grey
And waiting for spring to come
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