forest – Rivers Renewed

Mystical Waters

Mystical waters flowing through a wooded dream, carrying

my spirit infused

within the peace of spring,

into a green world

my heart reaches up

as my hand

reaches for my notebook,

phrases sing

and a poem walks boldly

into this new world,

completed.

In These Moments

As I walk in the woods, in these moments of birds in the leaves

there is a stillness within, listening

and somehow, like nowhere else

I’m drawn in

closer to knowing

some type of presence,

a tangible, formerly unknown

as if God is walking in the forest

with me.

Walking Beyond the Dark Forest

No longer deceived by the wounds, she could walk

beyond the dark forest, fully

accepting the sun and the wonder

of it all, how green

brought joy within her,

in this miracle

of the new season.

Ghosts and Monsters

Do not be alarmed when you see a shadowy figure glide quickly

through the trees in a dense fog. They are never malicious,

simply wounded spirits seeking to ease their pain.

And monsters?

Well…..

that’s a different story.

Mornings are just a little cooler now in the forest, while green silently fades from the leaves. I can almost grasp the essence of the wind, as tree branches gently sway with sunlight shimmering through the canopy.

And I realize our wholeness is not elusive, or even some deep mystery, simply a return to who we truly are and were always meant to be, each different and yet an important part…. of Earth’s creation.

Spirit beings.