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River of Dreams
I feel like I'm replaying
a faded memory
of sun-lit scenes portraying
a stream that used to be.
Was it not so long ago
we lingered by its banks?
saw moose and deer and otter go?
geese honk on high in ranks?
The stream was small and intimate.
It had no need to hurry.
Brook and rill flowed into it
with neither care nor worry.
Trout lay under bobbing branch
of the sheltering alder
teasing with their darting dance.
"A pan-full's all we're after."
The river waits once more for us
in a springtime forest.
Birds will flit and soar for us
singing in sweet chorus.
Nature will unfold for us
on our winding stream.
Peace of mind untold for us
as we relive our dream.
Sanctuaries
Public lands set aside may retain that idyllic scene. Individual properties still have these scenarios and deep rural areas. Urban sprall marches on woodlands. A great loss to the future. ~S~
A inviting idyll that
A inviting idyll that sparkles with charming images, sounds and romance. Such a blissful experience to enter this dream, to be as captivated by the natural world as you are, to feel your peace. A glorious escape.