In a wood that's lush and deep and green I sat,
Looking at a path that leads from left to right.
A single lonely figure that was I, and here the fog
Was moist and warm and white.
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In stillness water flew with grassy green mountains and mist unveiled the reality. This poem is very brilliantly penned. Thank you very much for sharing this lovely poem.10
something tells me this is a bit philosophical. hmm? a bush, with leaves green or brown, or none at all, is still a bush! ! ! grab ahold of it and don't let it ever loose. this poem is easy to read and peaceful, even though it IS (maybe) philosophical. i don't philosophize much. there's not much money 'in it'. bri :)