Tag: Inspiration
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Essence
She glides through the forest bringing an essence of Spring. The rhythm of her breath singing with the gentle rustling of leftover Autumn leaves beneath her feet. Spring leaves unfurl from their buds as she walks by, only to wrap themselves tightly once again when she moves on. She provides a burst of bright sunshine…
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Flattery
One’s face blushes not so much with the flattery shown in the delicate lines, but by the fact that even with one’s face hidden by lack of features, one’s nose is most clearly and prominently visible.
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Spectre
Just before dark Just before light Neither daytime Neither night Moon a shining Darkness right Watch Spectre flicker An eerie sight.
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Tendrils
Ideas like tendrils spread Sprouting from what seems like nothing Shooting forth Running away But holding on to where they can So they can grow And in essence Become reality
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Seclusion
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.
The Mansionic Perspective 