Angel Love, I do this every morning, sometimes in the evening as well…unless the weather is bad. It was in my walks that I learned to meditate. I don’t think a person could not take a walk in the woods and not become meditative. Beautiful poem….(embarrassed..) I was so wrapped up in the scenery that the poem brought to mind I clean forgot to mention the skill of the author. :} Thanks!
RC :love: :love: :love:
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Pretty!
Reminds me of my childhood when I spent lots of time in the woods – what a wonderful playground it was! :love:
Precious and gorgeous! As though right there as I read your poetry.
Angel Love, I do this every morning, sometimes in the evening as well…unless the weather is bad. It was in my walks that I learned to meditate. I don’t think a person could not take a walk in the woods and not become meditative. Beautiful poem….(embarrassed..) I was so wrapped up in the scenery that the poem brought to mind I clean forgot to mention the skill of the author. :} Thanks!
RC :love: :love: :love: