Flying and soaring, to glide up above,
'Mongst treetops and brambles
Where birds deftly perch.
Breezes and gusts that blow you off course,
Spinning around in the sparkled blue haze.
Bright flutters of scent that dance though the air.
The fluttered beat leaves dappled on trees;
Green emeralds of nature
Captured in stills,
The life of a moment, halted in full.
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