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So many lines Breaking the surface of the pond Branches sticking up Shadow branches going down Beneath the surface So many zones of greens Pale blues slight ripples Scattering reflections of their own Mid-scene a branch forks up Two turtles sunning looking up As if to watch the heron poised Gathering its thoughts to speak A mesmerizing scene Chance and my camera Captured Each day is filled with magic scenes Our minds aren’t trained to see
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 8:57 PM UTC
Being There
So many lines Breaking the surface of the pond Branches sticking up Shadow branches going down Beneath the surface So many zones of greens Pale blues slight ripples Scattering reflections of their own Mid-scene a branch forks up Two turtles sunning looking up As if to watch the heron poised Gathering its thoughts to speak A mesmerizing scene Chance and my camera Captured Each day is filled with magic scenes Our minds aren’t trained to see
appreciatrion, nature, scene, description, camera
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Dec 13, 2019
Dec 13, 2019 at 8:57 PM UTC
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