"To revere nature is to respect the self, for nature is mother to all - and these deer you see here, they are a sacred part of this woodland."
"A creature with such soulful eyes must have a soul, or at least that is what Grandfather always said."
Amid the greenery the fawn colour of the deer invite the eye to rest and soak in the wonder of natural beauty.
The deer picks her way though the woodland as if ancient spirits whispered the way directly to her soul.
The deer glances with such sweet and gentle eyes that an epiphany or sorts occurs, this must be why we call each other "dear." For in that moment of dark soulful eyes is form of natural, vulnerable honesty we aspire to.
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