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~~~MENTAL IMAGERY~~~
If you believe that I have met the challenge,your comments would be appreciated

Warm Hugs
Elga

Scenic  Sabie - South Africa Paradise found... I stroll leisurely across green grassy meadows, feeling my feet sink into thick soft luscious green cushion with every step I take. I taste the warm sun upon my skin, and wend my down to the soft bubbling brook, which then glides gently, meandering quietly into the forest ahead. Canopied with outstretched arms of verdant green, entwining and caressing, like snakes in a courtship dance, swaying gently to breeze blowing silently through them, I enter this haven, a temple of perfect peace, a shelter to cool me from the morning sun. Here I find relief beneath this creation of God. Natures hand has played a roll, and as I wind my way around obstacles that lay in my path, I notice, that within these fallen trees, with burrowed holes, if I look closely enough, I find, nestling creatures  who have found their sanctuary here from roving eyes like mine. Vegetation of emerald green, pulpy and plush, reach out and touch me as I walk by.  All this beauty that lies in my wake, I am lost, in Paradise found.  I sit myself down beneath an enormous forest fern, and dangle my feet into the cool flowing crystal clear stream, that has coursed its way into the heart of Paradise. I sit and contemplate a while, on serenity found. Overhead I hear the soft melodic bird calls, and a flutter of wings as these multicoloured creations fly from tree to tree.  The soft whirring sound, of butterfly wings, the shrill of the cicadas, which live in the trees. All of this beauty, which soothes my tired senses. Tiredness overwhelms me, and I lay back on a soft green moss carpet, relaxing my body and mind, suddenly my eyes catch a glimpse of a prism of light, barely peeping through a minute gap in this heavenly canopy. My eyes follow the streak of glistening light, and it comes to rest upon an autumnal coloured carpet, of red, yellow and ochre of the fallen leaves, that now lay piled, creating the mulches to fertilize the new undergrowth, which in time, will grow, and may become the majestic ones I now see. © E. Bretton July 2004 – All Rights Reserved  http://www.sabie.co.za/gallery/