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

 

 

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Forest of Words

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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