With no noise to compete all the birds are distinct and loud
And the light very bright, and the air pristine and cold.
Every breath resurrects what was lost and is now found
As I walk through the park, through the morning and through the world.
Tag: wood
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Morning Walk
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My
Inspired by The Amazing Randi
My mind is a forest.
An impossible cathedral
with boundless pillars of trunks
and coloured light spearing through
the stained glass of the canopy.
The truth and beauty of it are breath-taking!
And I walk through life
looking up at the light
with dry golden eyes,
ever so beautiful…
Until I trip over the roots,
twisted roots of my forest,
lies to myself and others,
grown out of fear,
and habit,
and kindness,
and love.
And I find myself
in the deep dark wood,
staring with dark green eyes
filled with tears
at the light ahead.
My roots,
my trees,
my pain,
my joy.
