A rustic frame, a canvas worn,
With nature's bounty, it is adorned.
Flowers bloom in vibrant hue,
Leaves unfurl, a verdant view.
From wood and stone, a life takes hold,
A story whispered, yet untold.
In every curve, a brushstroke fine,
A masterpiece, truly divine.
So let us gaze with mindful eye,
At beauty born beneath the sky.
For in this frame, a world we see,
Of nature's grace, eternally.
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