Evergreen Sanctuary

I wrote this in response to a picture of a forest.

Hidden behind stolid shrubbery and weathered bark,

a radiant universe teeters above small,

unbalanced feet.

Staggering through an open, foggy wood

dense with morning dew

and buoyant, stagnant heat,

limp blades bear the weight

of life, slumped over unfettered soil,

Atlases of water,

bow to solder the wounded terra,

trampled by breakneck travelers; like wind,

crashing by with only debris left behind.

Blending

into twisting vines

a matronly silhouette

captivates my curiosity.

I search her warm, familiar eyes,

proclivity pierces my evanescent mind.

 

She is the water to my existence;

the sunlight for my photosynthesis;

To touch her is to grasp a piece of myself.

I let the mystery of her intentions spark

the rusted rotor of innocence.

 

This statuesque deity is your guide,

all you need has been with you the whole time,

trust the beating behind your eyes;

and follow her

into the plush forest

to find

the light.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Very good description create good visions. I like the places you took me in the poem. Good to fall into the safety of the forest. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote