High MoistA Poem by AllenSI leafed passed this photo, then went back. I felt that place. Most are simply beautiful pictures, but this one I felt. I put a portion in words. Have you ever felt a photo?
A soaked wooden walkway
Opened before me The air, a moist chill Fog capped guarding peaks A pond trickled from glacial falls Meditating Spruce and Fir Breathing "sanctuary" © 2020 AllenSAuthor's Note
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