Nature Poetry



There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
~Lord Byron~





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Tomorows Remiss


Earth Preservation


Destruction By Man


Ocean Storm


Man and Mother Nature


Meadows of Radient Flowers


Its Spring