Forest hiatus

Fickle as leaves
My curiosity takes a hiatus
to rove rivers that speak no english.
I blind staring at white
I treat with green
Where the sun peers
through but cannot detect me

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

very good Marcie, when our curiosity takes leave, and we allow the world to come to us as it is...zen

[M. Shepherd]

Thank you for the thoughts Ed - yes - Zen it is. :)

[terry smith]

hibernation is natures meditation...nice write

[wolfshrew]

This feels close to what I had told you of my habitual seclusion.
It feels easy. I hold your words and hug them tight.

[. serah .]

-- ah, this is the dimension of the quintessential girl-woman i find most perplexing and most challenging to articulate... -- it's possibly one of the deepest levels of acute self-awareness... invisible... hidden... private... secret... incorruptible... and even maybe slightly (or more than slightly?) incorrigible... and i couldn't help but smile when i read about "rivers that speak no english"... :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is like hibernating from learning---feeling the winter of knowledge is too cold to tackle till spring...

curiosity is fickle...it is there at a whim and gone at another.

j.