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"Has solitude ever led your steps down a forest path . . . "
                                 Quote by Constance La France


On a beautiful afternoon, seeking solitude
I set out on a trek to the nearby woods
Except my camera, intentionally picked up
I hadn’t carried with me any other thing
All along, I saw wildflowers and strange herbs
And paused to take pictures, but kept moving
No doubt, it was a rewarding experience
The lure of the unknown seemed bewitching

From the cluster of flowers on a sprawling tree
The wind wafted a rare exotic smell divine
I heard the twitter of chirping sparrows
And could spot large squirrels with bushy tails
     
Proceeding further, heard a gurgling sound
It must be a small cataract, I did suppose
My guess was right. It fell off a rock running into a stream
With murmur enough to lull one to sweet sleep
Close to the falls, I went frolicking in mist
Splashes of water vapor, making me pleasantly wet

The whistle of a quail fell in my ears
And the rhythm of the tapping of a woodpecker
Also, the creaking of dry leaves under my feet
Sounds so familiar to any forest trekker

Feeling happy over my progress without a hitch
Listening to the soft cajoling of birds,
And the confused drone of honeybees,	
I walked playfully stamping on the dried-up leaves
That moaned painfully under my feet.

Passing fragrant cedar trees and tall growing pines,
I roamed for long enjoying the beauty of the woods

Amid the multitude of trees and the flora and fauna
My spirit felt a deep solitude, I couldn’t explain
Though I longed to explore more into its hidden pockets
I saw the slanting rays of the setting sun
And quickened my way home before darkness invaded 
Feeling quite happy and at peace with myself !


Nov.16.2022

~ Placed First~

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