Flow like a tranquil stream
While on the bank I dream,
Of luscious verdant trees
Under a sun that’s warming me,
Laying among the wild flowers
I smell the scent of lavendula,
I wonder if it me the same to you,
Laying here in meditation and bliss
Nothing can ever be better than this,
Solitude on a beautiful spring day
Drifting off in imaginings all the way,
Letting go of everything except this present moment,
A place in which to stay and dwell
I’ve been caught by nature’s beautiful spell.
fauxcroft 
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