Open Poetry #10 |
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Getting Away |
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BamaPoet Junior Member
since 2000-07-30
Posts 34Dothan, AL USA |
Walking leisurely through the deep, peaceful forest, I am one with nature. So attuned to everything around me. I notice a little brown mouse as it darts across my path, quickly scurrying back to its home underneath the hollow log nearby. I sit down at the base of a shady oak tree, to quietly partake of the beauty and the serenity which surrounds me. I hear the chatter of two gray squirrels, as they playfully chase each other amongst the branches above. I listen, and in the distance I hear the sound of a mourning dove, as it calls longingly for its mate. I arise and continue on my way. I haven't travelled far, when I stumble upon a sparkling clear pond, hidden within the depths of this pristine forest. As I watch quietly, a deer emerges from the forest and cautiously approaches the pond. It lowers its magnificent head, to drink of the crystal clear water. It's thirst quenched, it slowly wanders back into the shadows of the forest from which it came. Deciding it's time to head back home, I turn and proceed out of this natural wonder. Stopping to say a silent goodbye to this small piece of God's country. "If you love someone, set them free. If they come back to you, they're yours. If not, they never were to begin with." |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
Thank you for the walk through the forest. It was very refreshing. |
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