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	Sea of Green I feel such freedom as I walk Amid the sea of green That flows upon the rolling hills. It is a peaceful scene. The wind can sing and dance with Glee and stroke the lea In waves, you see. There is no tree to block the flow. Across the fields thick with grass They abide in forests, Lined in rows like sentries, tall. They stand en masse, To guard it all, This sacred space. To keep its secrets in This tranquil place. To only share With favored few Who sense its richness In that wondrous view. -By Melanie Anderson Back to Healing Poetry index page