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o work, she was an early bird, a beautiful woman in love with her passion, motorbikes and birdsong, she knew the small birds would help nature sing a tune for her.She had been here many times before, worried for the squirrel family in the nearby tree, she had brought a gift or two, without disturbing nature’s cycle, she placed a few nuts for them next to their tree.She wanted a quick getaway, a change of pace from the everyday craziness, this right here was right, a true moment in peace and harmony.Thanks to the wind, her blonde hair was sweeping over her shoulders, looking like rays from the sun, much like nature prefers, dancing in r

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hythm yet undisturbed.Amongst butterflies she picked berries, tune after tune and her heart was soon catching on, harmony rhythms and the joy nature can bring, if she would stumble on a rock, angels would be there to catch her falling.Nothing was wrong, nothing was missing, she had a good life, she had good emotions too, and the squirrels had food for this winter.I wrote this piece quickly today without any editing. Sometimes it’s just about the pure joy of writing. I’m a big fan of creating art out in nature. When I’m out there I think about this stuff a lot, but for the most part it’s mostly harmony and good emotions.</article></body>

A poem about beauty captured in an innocent soul. Something we miss to think about more often than not.

Photo By Dan J

A girl and her motorbike, its early morning in the forest, a craving for berries, lingonberries are growing nearby.

She knew the power of the morning sun, another craving to let go of her stress, this path lead to innocent berry picking, traffic had been busy this morning.

On her way to work, she was an early bird, a beautiful woman in love with her passion, motorbikes and birdsong, she knew the small birds would help nature sing a tune for her.

She had been here many times before, worried for the squirrel family in the nearby tree, she had brought a gift or two, without disturbing nature’s cycle, she placed a few nuts for them next to their tree.

She wanted a quick getaway, a change of pace from the everyday craziness, this right here was right, a true moment in peace and harmony.

Thanks to the wind, her blonde hair was sweeping over her shoulders, looking like rays from the sun, much like nature prefers, dancing in rhythm yet undisturbed.

Amongst butterflies she picked berries, tune after tune and her heart was soon catching on, harmony rhythms and the joy nature can bring, if she would stumble on a rock, angels would be there to catch her falling.

Nothing was wrong, nothing was missing, she had a good life, she had good emotions too, and the squirrels had food for this winter.

I wrote this piece quickly today without any editing. Sometimes it’s just about the pure joy of writing. I’m a big fan of creating art out in nature. When I’m out there I think about this stuff a lot, but for the most part it’s mostly harmony and good emotions.