Posted on August 16, 2017
by Elan Mudrow
Cool kiss from the forest Stirs an inner revival Charged by its music Fresh from the source That drums upon rocks. As if my very bones Were strewn underneath The stream of Orpheus Whose rhythms sink Past thirst, deep within My core, my atomic…
Category: PoetryTags: Camping, Hiking, Holiday, Life, Love, Nature, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Vacation, Water, Writing
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