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Retreat into wildness....
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Beautiful; yes, 'and for a moment rest in the grace of the world and am free' ~ thank you :- )
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Sighhhhh..... Just reading those words brings on a sense of peacefulness!! Thanks Sparkleflit!!
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Very nice, poem and picture. I get this peace in my heart when I walk my dogs in our valley, which is a lovely nature reserve too. At the moment it is covered in daffodils. The birds sing so loud as if they are trying to outdo each other. I sing my song going around the pathways, "I think that I shall never see, a poem lovely as a tree, A tree who's hungry mouth is pressed, Against the earths sweet flowing breast, A tree that looks at God all day,and lifts her leafy arms to pray. A tree that may in summer wear, a nest of robins in her hair. Upon whose bosom snow has lain, who intimately lives with rain. poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree".
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