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sunbeams gentle
slip through the waning clouds
sparkling rain
glissens the grass
tiny rainbows of reflection...

And I don't know what to do with myself
deny why I am out in the rain
and wax rhapsodic
of the great outdoors
Or trudge back
into the house of human affairs
that put me here in the first place

a mist rises
still held close by the ground
blades soften to textures velvetine...

Why! Why! why!
the same old thing
what does she want from me
should just walk away
into all this peace and beauty
forever out here
just disappear
get lost in the natural art of freedom

the light is fading
mist turns to fog
day to night
how turns my life....

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how has this marvelous write gone this long with no comment. The images and the feeling were both great.kudos...............scribbler

thank you Stan....I never know if a piece will play well to an audiance ...or just flop... does anyone?
I might do a few minor edits...but I'm glad you were still able to get it as is.
Your feedback is greatly appreciated



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