A clear divide of the forest edge ahead and the tall plates of grass where I stood. A choice, tame or wild. Apprehensive to enter the woods. Would there be a beast that awaited me? No. Only the sewing of an unfamiliar feeling. This. Nature's refuge.

Nice. Okay, that was actually sweet. That really was. Wow. I'm assuming what you're... you mean by this poem. I'm going to make an inference here. I'm going to make a big old assumption that getting away from society can be peaceful and refreshing. to be out in nature is more human than to be working in McDonald's.

Nature's Refuge. This was nice. Thank you for sharing.

This was nice to have a Disney princess voice

I have a feeling we would really get along

Hmm your voice makes my soul feel good. Oh, hey

Hey, that's just lit. I like the the setting of the nature the voice all that shout out to you

Very nice, very nice. Have a great day.

This prose, this poem, I don't know, I feel like you're personifying the earth or I'm thinking that the earth and nature itself, should I say, is actually thinking consciously as the way you're wording it. And now I'm finding myself in existential kind of line leaning towards nature and everything that it defines. Thank you.

I'm mad that I can't hear any words. Yes, I am.

I love this. I love this. This is so haunting. This is right up my alley. I love this. Great, great post.