Cypress Shadows

As I walk through the swampy cypress break,

The senses come alive with every step,

The earth beneath me squelches with each take,

As if it's holding secrets it won't let.

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The scent of cypress, moss, and muddy earth,

Intoxicates my senses, I inhale,

I feel the cool breeze and its gentle mirth,

The rustling leaves, a harmony so frail.

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The trees, they tower, with a solemn grace,

Their branches reaching high, with outstretched arms,

The sound of rustling leaves, a soft embrace,

As I am lost in nature's soothing charms.

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My eyes drink in the beauty all around,

The greenery, the shadows, and the light,

And every step, a new world I have found,

As I walk through this mystical delight.

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This cypress break, a wonderland so fine,

In all my senses, its splendor divine.