People here stereotype me as an old cynic but gentle beauty, delicately written, charms me every time.
I do see that you could make some small adjustments.

Gradually the landscape erupts
Out of the hazy gauze
[this almost works, and its not so much the contraposition of gradually and erupts, but perhaps the scansion. I think the word gradually is what lends a certain awkwarness, gently perhaps, slowly, both lack elegance, maybe ... nup, it's the word erupts, perhaps you could play with emerges or arises, I'm sort of thinking out loud here]

Imaging abstract trees [this breaks the spell with the two tech sounding words imaging and abstract]

Fooled into thinking it’s spring. [love this line!]

Swollen and teased by the seasonal change [again "seasonal change" is a bit tech sounding]

Refreshed in body and mind.

Really needs a stronger ending.

I linger in echoes welled deep in my soul.
would be a better last line if you could work it.

Hope this is of some help,

As usual you've shown me I have a lot to learn about imagery. The green house nestled warmly in midst of winter came through softly. Only question is why you chose to break subtle rhyme in next to last stanza.............scribbler

Sometimes I am blessed to read a poem after rewrites, after comments so I can enjoy both the taste and the bite.

This is one such poem.

~Thank you for this slice of cake

Oh Mand dear old Wales,

it has the essences of Britain
that subtle gentleness of vision, hazed and dimmed,
revealed and glinting,
that for me is here described so very beautifully,
and some of the phrases, all of them,
but some are so special in wording and imagery;
made live as Rosina says, we feel and see with you,
smell the perfume of the damp air,
taste the blue pearls of water
and feel refreshed like you
when we too have walked through your 'garden.'
I know it that well too.

I shall look closer for you later. Love to you Mand from Ann.

"Treading in watery sky."

"Unrolling a knotted green carpet of fields"

And the peeping mountain,,
I know that so well in the Welsh mists.

You have created such lively images in this write..i could sense the beauty the colors..the mood and the fragrance ..a lovely flowing write which has a nice rhythm. to it...some of my favourite lines..

Filling my eyes with applause. ...
(what a lovely way to express delight)

Dipping and diving into soft murky clouds
Treading in watery sky.

much love..

Ohhh, this piece is absolutely delightful! I love the way the journey unfolds and your usage of rhyme. It was so hard to pick favorite lines:

I slowly walk down the broad way
Leaving the garden behind
I linger in echoes welled deep in my soul
Refreshed in body and mind

Lovely. I wish I knew of such a place to visit. Vividly brilliant. I can make no suggestions, as I find perfection here.

love, Cat

they are the garden, and in their bountiful land I shall freely wander, both inextricably intertwined- they belong to the land and the land is where their collective soul glides...

I just stopped by for another read. I love the effortless rhyming. Very well done!

love, Cat

sorry

ditto