~ Away from the noise and chaos of the city, she found solace in the quiet countryside.
~Surrounded by fields of wildflowers and the gentle rustling of the wind through the trees, she felt a sense of peace wash over her. Away from the demands of work and the distractions of everyday life, she was able to truly relax and unwind. Here. In this tranquil setting. she could. Gentle rustling of the wind through the trees, she felt a sense of peace wash over her. Away from the demands of work and the distractions of everyday life, she was able to truly relax and unwind. Here, in this tranquil setting, she could finally breathe and let go of all her worries. Away from it all, she found herself again.
๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ด ๐ก๐๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข ๐๐ด๐๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฐ, ๐ "๐ก๐ข๐ด ๐ก๐๐ถ."
โญ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฉ ๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ข๐ท๐ข, ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ข๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ๐ถ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฅ, ๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฉ๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฒ๐ ๐ฅ.
๐๐ฉ๐ข๐๐ฐ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฏ๐๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ซ ๐๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ช๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐๐ข ๐ฆ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข.
๐๐ฅ๐๐ฑ'๐ฐ ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฑ ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข, ๐ฌ๐ซ๐ ๐ข ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ซ ~"๐ด๐ฅ๐๐ฑ'๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข ๐ฅ๐๐ณ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ค ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐ก๐ฌ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐๐ฑ ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐
โญ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ข ๐๐ฉ๐ฒ๐ข, ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ ๐ข๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐๐ฏ ๐ก๐ข๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฌ๐ ๐ข๐๐ซ ๐ด๐๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ถ, ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ด๐ฆ๐ก๐ฑ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ก๐ข๐ข๐ญ ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ญ๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ฃ ๐ง๐๐๐ฑ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ'๐ฐ ๐ฉ.๐ฌ.๐ณ.๐ข
๐ ๐ข-๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข๐ก, "๐ข๐ต๐ฑ๐ฏ๐ข๐ช๐ข" ... ๐๐ด๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ข๐ก, ๐ฑ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ข๐ก ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ณ๐ข๐
~As dawn breaks, the world is hushed and still, Dew glistens on petals, a morning chill, The earth awakens, a new day begins, Early mornings, where tranquility wins.
๊จโถ๏ธ∞๏ธ๏ธ
๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐ฑ๐ ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ก๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ถ ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ถ "๐ต๐ฌ๐ต๐ฌ"
Here, in this tranquil setting, she could finally breathe and let go of all her worries. Away from it all, she found herself again.
๐ฎ๐พโ๐โฏ๐น- ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐พฬจ๐๐พฬจ
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Keyara S Trotman (
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This poem speaks to me on a deeper level of someone that has worries that they need to escape from and in this mental withdrawal to elysian fields they have found it provoking the question of what is the pain or worry so great that provokes this. Nicely written
Soren, thank you for reading and a comment. You mentioned an โElysian Fieldโ thatโs interesting. Perhaps the word โElysianโ is defined, Itโs a beautiful term. Whatโs the definition, bout to find out ๐ฅฒ. Sending you light โจ
It is in Greek mythology the place where heroes and the virtuous go after death, described by Homer, as a meadow of perfect happiness on the edge of the earth where god's and souls experience eternal bliss. You are most welcome
My friend, this breathes calm and renewal. Each line unfolds like morning light across dew-touched petals, carrying the hush of countryside stillness. It feels like a reminder to breathe and begin again. Beautifully done. ๐น๐ค๐๐ฏ๏ธ๐ฆโโฌ
Well thank you for reading and a comment. The way you wrote that itself itโs as if itโs a (poem) much appreciated, and or/ it can def be a reminder โจ thank you poet. ๐ฅ
Why thank you! Inspired by you! You are most welcome, my friend! Glad our paths have crossed!
Your words carry such a soothing calm. I could feel the countryside peace as I read.
The mix of imagery and artistic fonts makes this feel like a living artwork. Beautiful
Thank you dearest!!!!โจโจโจthe moon n sun shalt shine on yahhhhh๐ฅ๐
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