As I Wander Through the Woods


As I wander through the woods, a light rain

begins. You were here once singing

to me of weeping.


But now the nuthatch darts

from branch to branch, and a dove

coos softly in the distance, where

is his mate, his love?


Circling the pond, a turtle boldly pokes his head

breaking the surface of the water

and I realize, it’s ok now

to believe we are made,

and to know

with confidence.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

5 thoughts on “As I Wander Through the Woods

  1. Just yesterday I was sitting on the porch watching two love birds chasing each other, playing, living, and loving without a care in the world, and as they settle back down next to one another the gentle coos of contentment come . Touching ones very soul.

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