Forested Stroll

Forested Stroll

A Poem by Amy

 

Through the forest we roam searching for life’s great creations.

With our findings we breathe in the beauty and greatness

of an ever expanding world.

 

Influenced by serenity, our creativity flows unconscious.

Minds unraveled, we choose to accept what has been given to us.

 Answers sought, found under the stone.

 

© 2010 Amy


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forests to me are a place of great inspiration , they are life unfettered , peaceful yet danger lurks to the unwary . through the search , in a primal way answers are found . I liked this piece

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very pretty write here. It is often that our answers are barely hidden and we do not find them. I must remember then to pick up the dang stones!

The forest has been called a realm of "witchery" and "freedom"...I would like to think that forests are a place of thought as well.

Interesting write.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on July 5, 2010
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Amy
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