Behold! Then Enter Your Towering Forest Of Imagination Poem by Shaun Cronick
Behold! Then Enter Your Towering Forest Of Imagination
Sit.
Rest.
Relax.
Write poetry.
Alone.
At peace.
In harmony,
With ideas,
Thoughts,
Views,
Concepts,
And clarity.
Never to tire.
Never to grow weary.
And behold!
Then enter,
Your towering forest of imagination!
What a wonderful way to write Poetry from the pen of a brilliant Poet. So very true. Beautifully conveyed and crafted. Onto my Poem List.
Thank you once more Rose Marie for your most generous and gracious comments. There's a place everyone finds when writing that never dies. A Shangri-La for all. I thank you again and take care, now more than ever. Be strong and become stronger. Your friend Shaun.
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8/10/2025 6:16:56 PM # 1.0.0
Absolutely, once in solitude the poet is in touch with his depth, there is rest and relaxation, at peace and harmony... and the rest comes in place. Brilliant perception on the prerequisites of poetry.
You honour me sir. I am so grateful and humbled by a comment from your good self. May you and the loved ones around you live a long life and lives filled with virtue. I wish you the best this life has to offer.