Being there

I talk to the mountains,

I chat with the seas,

I sing with the breeze,

I dance with the trees.


I am called a loner,

By most all I know,

Some even find me a loser,

But wonder how I glow.


The cliffs call me all the time,

The seas never call me names,

With them, I never cease to rhyme,

We rock and roar in the game.

© supratik 2023
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