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Morning Gift…

Sunlight on a dirt road

Led me into the forest

A place of peace and

tranquility drawing

me ever deeper into

the trees.

 

A forest primeval

Untouched by humanity

A sacred place…

A private place…

A place to restore

and rejuvenate

 

How had I missed this

special area having walked

this road many times?

Did it appear when I needed

it most …

or …

Was I that oblivious

to my surroundings?

 

Finding a clearing

shimmering in early

morning light, I

settled down and

listened…

felt…

observed…

absorbed…

the gifts of the day…

 

Copyright © 2016 Annie Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

 

 

Forest of Words

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Forest of Words

Walking under the stars
Seeking moonlight and shadows
Listen…
What is there…
What does she hear…
 
The forest speaks
whispering to her
words she cannot
quite understand
 
Soft sounds…
A forest of words
leading her through
the Night…
 

 

 
© 2014 Annie Original Poetry

Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.

As Ever, Annie

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