Forest Meditations


As I entered the trail, lingering March winds pushed the canopy of tree tops one way and the other,

all at the same time, yet I was quickly surrounded by the gentleness of the forest,

a safe place deep in the coolness of the earth.

The wildflowers were blue this time, while the vanity of the woodpecker could be heard

in the distance. And I wondered how far a prayer could travel, certainly beyond the poplar and oak trees…

I understood then, how peace walked this earth, from the very beginning.


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2020, ancient skies

13 thoughts on “Forest Meditations

      1. Thank you very much, Nico. This afternoon I am planting a lot of new flowers in a part of me remodeled garden. I cannot wait 😃You have a lovely and blessed week too, dear friend!

  1. The vanity of the woodpecker, I never thought about it like that. They are certainly insistent. The whole poem was magical but especially the last line, great poem! 🙂

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