OceanicPiano

OceanicPiano

Calming Oceanic Piano

All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks

Are life eternal; and in silence they

Speak happiness beyond the reach of books;

There’s nothing mortal in them; their decay

Is the green life of change; to pass away

And come again in blooms revivified.

Its birth was heaven, eternal is its stay,

And with the sun and moon shall still abide

Beneath their day and night and heaven wide.

Poem by John Clare

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