Lady in the woods

As the breeze blowing in off the forest, she finds herself in tranquil.

As she moves into the dense, she possesses the pacific gaze.

It seemed like it set a halcyon for her new life.

She was primed to see herself in a new composition.

The only nature that could take her away from her silence was the stream of water flowing in between the thick.

The wild crossing by her stayed convivial.

They seem to be tame unlike portrayed outside.

Lady in the woods is now unruffled by the difficulties.

Lady in the woods finds a reason for her existence.

Lady in the woods feels home.