Early Morning
Silky petals, dewdrops
Captured in a spider's
Web, ivy scaling a wall
With ease, Morning Glories
Turning the sunlight blue,
Trees tossed by the wind.
Quiet woods wet with
Rain, water dripping on my
Shoulders, footsteps muffled by
Wet leaves. Scents of pine
And decaying leaves,
Allowing peace to
Creep into my mind.
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