Mystery ahead
Shadows can’t hide
Each spirit drinks deeply
Endless dreams collide
Pathway of echoes
These woods speak out
Tomorrow surrenders
Darkened voices sprout
Moonlight’s reflections
Mirrors of light
Backwoods’ invitation
Shared from nature’s birthright
Night’s melody plays
Whispers gift-wrapped
Each note of harmony
Composed to adapt
Mystery now found
Morn’s grateful dawn
Spirits return to sleep
Dreams wait to be drawn
Big Sky Buckeye 
Beautiful poem
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Eileen, I appreciate your kind words.
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What luscious (and mysterious) imagery. It makes me eager to return to the woods when I can; just now, work is taking precedence, even on the weekends, and all I can do is dream of spaces like those described in your poem!
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Linda, I appreciate your thoughts. I hope you can soon return to the woods.
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The pairing of words and images is a delightful mix. Your words are, as always, insightful and inspirational. The mystery drips especially from the first image, beckoning us into this world.
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Kathy, I appreciate how this poem invited you into its midst. Thank you for sharing from your perspective.
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Your words are always filled with encouragement and inspiration.
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Kathy, I appreciate your kind words. The educator in me still continues to look for opportunities to share such joy.
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I enjoy these depths capturing a misty light and the reverse, as per your excellent quote.
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Michael, thank you for reading and offering your affirming perspective. It’s a rewarding challenge to turn my poetic pen into a camera lens.
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Lovely verse. 🙂
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Beautiful poem!
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Thank you Tina. I appreciate your kind words of affirmation for this poem.
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My pleasure. Have a great week.
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