Solitude.
Silently serene with Earthy Scents, falling leaves and wind-hushed rustles.
Birdsong by the babbling brook blends rather than distracts.
Shadows lengthen as the Sun sets.
The forest settles.
Seclusion embraces.
And imagination grows.

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  2. I have to say Tom your digital art skills are just getting better and better and this woodland scene is magical.. And so loved your poem. Its good to always be stretching our Imagination… Its then the Magic begins.. ❤ 🙂

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