only we know
the feet that tread these stairs
in twos and fours
Secret Passage
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
only we know
the feet that tread these stairs
in twos and fours
Love it! I had a photo recently I took of a gate in the woodland, it’s always there passages, gates and paths that get the mind wondering, where do they lead? Whats round the corner ? Love images like this that spark imagination 💭😁
Sorry riddled with spelling mistakes (rushed to write the comment and now I can’t seem to edit it 🙄 ) was meant to say * recently took a photo of a gate in the woodland, and it’s always THE passages* – maybe I’ll slow down next time I type 😆…but in a nutshell I love this shot!
I know! It’s crazy there is no way to go back and edit. I so appreciate your comment! Thanks for taking the time.
what a lovely way in
I want to walk that path… inspiration sure to follow.
🙂
Beautiful place and photo. One gets the feeling that such passages are liminal spaces leading to our private utopias.
absolutely!