Crystal clear water,
cold and flowing slowly
from the mouth of
the cave.
Ankle deep, magnifying
many-colored stones
in the sunlight, filtered
by giant beech trees.
The sound of a gentle breeze
as it ripples the leaves,
a larger sound of chainsaws
not too far away.
I felt so lulled into the beauty that when the chainsaws in the distance came in it was like ,"Noooooooo!!"- shows skill how you created that in so few lines by using the perfect descriptive words prior to that. Great!
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Be always safe,
Karen