RE: Digital art by @xpilar" Write a short poem about the picture and you will be rewarded"
The first romanticization was given by Davenport acknowledging the beauty of outdoors whenever shadows are dancing and sunlight dreaming: “Hear the nightingale; when shadows are dancing and sunlight dreaming: Where the cure for the soul can be found Happy are the people whose outer and inner worlds mirror one another, for beauty lies in the outdoors.
It looked as if a great green carpet was softly aglow.
Open ground and floor, one after the other.
Where seemed to give up nature’s mystery.
The sun sets down like a bright and hot lip.
Over the hills, a golden glaze.
As trees late at night look so neat.
Cooperating, they listen to the recalling of the nature.
It is hush and tame, a breath of it.
It also rhymed as the day begins to transform into a twilights again.
Out of the stillness grows waking dreams.
Where in balmy clime nature still doth sleep.
If you would like, post another picture and I will write a poem for it!