Matter

Found a way in the desert
No physical markings or a guide
Walked a thousands miles
Left a hundred times
Always trying
Walked a valley in the summer
Hiked a canyon in the spring
Fall in the forest
Then winter snow it brings
Mountains tops of impasse
Rushing rapids flow
The raging water moves me
currents soothe me
and rays grow
This natural being found
In sisemic elements formed
The breeze brisk, sun kissed
Earth sifted
Creature adorned
Is never lost on this planet
Never forgotten in the sky
Or the galaxy for all the components of matter created
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