Munificence of woods
forestalls growing angst,
imminence of need
Sheltered beneath
a canopy of leaves
I am armoured
paused
peaceful
reflecting
Tomorrow can wait.
(Image my own)
Munificence of woods
forestalls growing angst,
imminence of need
Sheltered beneath
a canopy of leaves
I am armoured
paused
peaceful
reflecting
Tomorrow can wait.
(Image my own)
Deep within the Hollow
oaken boughs shadow
a brook – swirling
mystical waters
There dwells a spirit
evokes a knowing –
joy/sorrow –
how life’s run erases
soul’s voice
Fleeting the moment
harsh the return
beware the woods.
(Art my own)
Sure-footed
she navigates
forest floor
leaps over
obstacles,
scales inclines
knows each
nook and cranny
every sound
a greeting
but seasons pass
and time erodes
landscapes
and senses
lose sharpness
the nuances
of the woods
fading memory
the wind’s whispers
elusive signals
inner nymph silenced.
(For Ragtag Community’s Daily Prompt: elusive. Image from personal collection.)