There is part
Of the park
Mysterious and dark
Where wind sings
Always to me.
And I
Am free.
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K Morris - Poet 
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Many thanks for the share, Michael. Kevin
Thank you as well, Kevin! Now, after a second read i was enlightened by the full power of this poem. Sorry, sometimes i need to read more often getting it into my brain. 😉 xx Michael
Nowhere you can enjoy freedom more than in nature. Happy Monday, Kevin! Have a nice day! xx Michael
I agree with you, Michael. Nature has great power to enhance our sense of wellbeing and freedom. You also, Have a good day. Kevin
I like this very much!
Thank you, Liz!
You’re welcome, Kevin!
Quiet and alone. Sounds an ideal place.
Thank you, Vivienne. You understand me and my poem very well.