I dream dreams in different hues
multi colored pastels
green, gold and blues.
Autumn red, gold and brown
leaves fall from trees covering the ground,
in a patchwork quilt
hushing the sounds,
of footsteps that are trodden all around,
by deer and stags, badgers, and horses
all travelling along natures courses,
furrowed between the giant pines
within this forest from ancient times.
Then bursts of greens on ponds and lakes
and grassy knolls that cause a break
in the undergrowth here and there
dotted around with natures care.
Then looking up I see blue skies
the through green canopies white clouds sail by,
occasional burst of a golden sun
to take off the chill
that autumn has brung.
Soon giving way to a chiaroscuro hue
the forest then descends in gloom,
and I know now that it’s time to leave
i hear gently ruffling of twig and leaf
that give way beneath my feet,
I now feel my soul is replete.
With the wonders of nature
and it’s colourations,
I walk home to dwell and reside in the wonders of creation
and think myself lucky to witness such things as this
happy to breathe and just to exist.
fauxcroft 
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