Distant Thoughts
Deep in the woods, so dimly lit
Where trees rise high to meet the light
In silken dress of white she sits
As her thoughts take wing on distant flight
She seeks nature's muse in quietude
While perusing the book on her lap
And during a thoughtful interlude
A higher understanding she then taps
Then a memory of her childhood days
Drifts into her mind
Where she'd chase orange butterflies
And pick wildflowers that she'd find
And through the trees, where sighs the breeze
And leaves flutter as they fall
The raven haired lass beneath the trees
By nature's splendor is enthralled
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