Green Lanes
Among ancient groves,
One summer night alone.
Secrets on the wind.
And awakening to
Mother natures symphonic
Mystery of life.
When people used to
Find a home in the hearth-light,
Owls haunt the hedgerows.
Each day an event
Every step an adventure,
To new horizons!
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