“A Child, Deer, Woods: The Gift”
by heidistraubephotographer
As a child, I tiptoed through the woods
hoping to discover the flattened grass
left from the sleep of deer the night before.
To find one of these spots was to step into a deep
experience of the Sacred.
Awed, immersed in the mystical,
I imagined the deer watching over me, and received their special gift
allowing me into their secret, peaceful home.
I still silently breathe a sigh of gratitude.
The Inner Path of Photography 
Lovely, sometimes wish I lived somewhere on an isolated Caribbean Island with no worries at all.
Keep writing,
M.
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Yes, I definitely feel the same! Simplicity.
May my words and images bring you the feeling, even if for a moment, of quiet contentment.
Spirit. Beauty. Love.
h
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