
Mother Nature feeds all of her own
The song of birds
A calling for everyone to gather
In a kingdom where no one
Is left out, from the biggest
To the smallest
They can always call her home
Alex

Mother Nature feeds all of her own
The song of birds
A calling for everyone to gather
In a kingdom where no one
Is left out, from the biggest
To the smallest
They can always call her home
Alex
What a gentle, soul-soothing piece this is, Alex. Your words honor Mother Nature with a tenderness that feels both timeless and universal.
You’ve captured her as the great nurturer—one who excludes no creature, who offers shelter, song, and belonging to all. The imagery of birds calling everyone to gather is especially beautiful; it paints nature as a sanctuary where hierarchy dissolves and all beings are equal in her embrace.
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Thank you
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Simple and straightforward!
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Thanks
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