Hills in the Late Afternoon

by Nicholas “The Bard” Andrea

The hills receive the sun like children receive the love of their father
This planet and it’s heavenly benefactor and all her sisters and brothers –
One big system, one big being;

What is terrestrial? What is cosmic?
Until now I’ve not seen the life that permeates everything,
Even the hills and the air and everything between here and there;
It’s alive – this planet, this cosmos –
It’s alive in a very human way
Nothing without meaning, nothing, no;

And this cosmic event of earth has a story, a very human-like story of evolution,
Even the hills cry for it, ask for it, and the trees who are now painted with the gold of the setting sun upon a canvas of autumn,
They, too, innocently cry like humans to evolve, to grow, to be ever more
ALIVE.

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About NickAndrea19

My goal has always been and continues to be the liberation of minds, my own and what influence I may have on others, to perceive the extraordinary beauty all around us. To this end, I write, play music, and design websites. Don't hesitate to contact me for more information about any of these activities. :)
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