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A Walk In The Wood

A walk in the woods.
Thunder
in the 
distance.
Lighting 
dancing,
edging
 dark clouds.
Soft rain
thru the
pines. 
Boughs dripping 
in the pond.
Birds sounding
bird talk. 
Many languages
to be 
heard.
Frogs
in the pond
announcing 
their attendance.
Walking along
the path,
they take no
notice of
my
intrusion.
The
planet is theirs.
I’m 
just
passing through.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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