Daily Stroll

With supplies in pack, pens and paper,
Their daily stroll through mountain air.
Coldly breeze that soothes the field,
Amongst the calmness that they wield.
And through the journey, whatever they bring,
The hills, the sound, the nature sing.
It beholds to think those timeless age,
All written tales beneath a book and page.


Art: epoch by caephuier

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