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To Come Upon Quietly

To Come Upon Quietly

20x16 Oil


In the morning hush, I came upon,

A secret realm, where dreams were drawn.

Stepping softly, in shadows' embrace,

I wandered through this mystic place.


No whispers passed, no sound arose,

As nature slumbered, in deep repose.

With steps like whispers on the breeze,

I trod the path of ancient trees.


So, in the morning's gentle grace,

I'll return to this tranquil space.

To come upon quietly once more,

Where dreams and whispers softly soar.

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