White Wood's Voice

There is something beautiful about the wisdom of nature

Breathe is sometimes all I can do,
So I go for a walk in the woods to renew.
A secret fortress where I can be,
Where blinded by snow I can see.

A weak branch cracks and falls from the weight,
Tangled vines and twines make a frozen gate.
An ancient tree lay sleeping on her side,
I sit on her great knee so I can cry.

Icy embers from earth's winter blaze,
Have a way of lulling me into a haze.
It's okay to feel all I do,
She offers a kind grace so very few do.

Sometimes I kneel by the alter
Made of tired wood and brush that has faltered.
The wood cries for me as her icy glaze drips,
The sound matches my tears with each drip-drip.

No words come out and instead I listen
To the wisdom this ancient place has given.
These white woods have seen many seasons,
To come and go without hearing her voice would be committing treason

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

There’s something beautiful and visceral about this.

[Jessi]

Thank you so much!

[MomzillaNC]

YVW :D

[Samuel Dickens]

This is really lovely. I've also turned to nature for comfort, and you describe the experience so well. Very nice writing. Jessi.

[Jessi]

Thank you, Samuel. Alone with nature...I hear her breathe. I hear her stories. More than all else, I feel them.

[Pete]

Nice use of the woods and tree branch to convey deep, beautiful feelings. Just my opinion for what it's worth - last line is long and feels awkward to me, but that's just me. Maybe that's what you want because it sums everything up? It's different for me. Maybe reduce the number of syllables?

[Jessi]

I edited the last light. I took away four words.

[Grey Evanescent]

This poem is perfect!
Being dramatic and poetic but at the same time never losing its meaning.

I love it~!

[Jessi]

Thank you!

[Levi Levin]

Excellent piece of poetry! Very descriptive and creative!

[Jessi]

Thank you! I thoroughly enjoy your works :)