Someone Nurtured The Nature

The wind is good and the dawns are best

 I'll give you my hand to walk east to West

 The popping head of sun and uneven hill

 It were once on the time yet they are still

 Curly mountain, dummy sky touch mutually

 With back of moon and even stars entirely

 The ditch of demon and shine of life ring

 That evening has seen on many a thing

 And those tints that have been missed

 I know they are tints of heaven dressed

 The old time and tide are now not lavished

 The sheep and shepherds are now vanished

 The unwilling outcries and those old birds

 And that hanging paper flowers on posts

 The streets are alone now as like awhile

 And the raindrops' noise is as far on a mile