The morning sun breaks through the mist, A symphony of light and sound, Each critter scurries, none resist, Nature’s stage, where life abounds. Awake the world with every ray, In nature’s arms, we find our way.
- John Maynard Keynes
The morning sun breaks through the mist, A symphony of light and sound, Each critter scurries, none resist, Nature’s stage, where life abounds. Awake the world with every ray, In nature’s arms, we find our way.