Woods
I walk down a path in the woods
Framed by the massive trees
That tower above me
And stare at the sky
They are majestic and stoic
Reflecting a hidden world
That lies within the forest
Where nature rules the roost
And we are only a visitor
My free hand sketch of this!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon (Art and Poetry with a Pencil)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases.
