A place apart, a moment,
To contemplate the joy
Of coming together.
A mountain wood
Holds a secret.
A gentle glade as
Forest and river join,
A private place.
Sun’s rays steal through
Velvet shadowed boughs.
Lavender mist rises from
The rushing river below,
Catches tiny rainbows
In a spider’s woven web.
So rare a silence,
Thick enough to hear,
One’s own heartbeat.
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