Avenues of willows wave in the wind,
whispering words to my listening ear
In dew the meadows sleep,
awaiting the morning
while far-off forests in sunlight
steep
O' wondrous world of nature grand,
from highest peak to grain of sand;
valleys, plains, and oceans all,
upon my gaping vision fall
These draw on previously planted pictures. In other words, you're not placing a brand new image or concept in the reader's head, merely describing what they already know or have already seen.
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