The below poem was written based on the above photograph I took.
Once more I find myself by the small rocky stream, Deep blue rocks, and bright water’s eternal song, As dusk descends, and shadows softly gleam, In this enchanted forest, where I truly belong. The fast-running current, a lifeline through the trees, A path of liquid silver, winding through the woods, Dark green evergreens, like ancient sentinels, please, In nature’s silent sanctuary, where secrets have withstood.
Standing in the middle, of the stream’s wide embrace, An arched opening ahead, where darkness takes its stand, the boulders like steps, lead to a mysterious place, A world deep in the woods, an uncharted land. Do we press on, into the shadows’ grasp, Or in fear, do we turn, and run for the light of home, Do we uncover secrets hidden in nature’s clasp? Or Leave mysteries unsolved, the forest secrets unknown?
The choice, a crossroads, a moment to decide, beyond the arch, where the stream narrows its flow, Do we venture forth with courage, or in comfort hide, leaving worlds undiscovered, where fearfulness wonders grow. In the hush of dusk, my courage I restore, With each step into the darkness, I’ll find my way, As mysteries of this forest, I explore, Through the enchanted woods, I’ll happily stay.
WoPoLi 
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