Goldfinch60

Walking Into The Wood.

Taking careful steps,

Watching as I should,

And careful not to slip,

I stepped into a world

Where troubles disappeared.

The trees around me

Protecting me from the evil

That pervades our own world.

The rustling leaves the backdrop

For the symphony

That only nature can write,

The birds above singing away,

A chorus of beauty

Embellishing the music with their song,

And then above it all

The wonderful sound of a blackbird,

Accompanied by a robin,

Their delightful duet

Showing the wonder that this world can have.

 

I walk into a clearing

And there before me is a lake,

Its mirrored surface reflecting the clouds,

The white clouds flowing above me,

Bringing peace to my soul.

 

The animals around me just look,

No aggression in their eyes

As they lap the water,

The water that brings life,

Life and hope into the world.

They accept me for what I am,

Another member of the natural world,

A world that is alive with wonder.

 

I start to walk to the edge of the wood,

Back into my life,

My real life where war, drought and famine

Bring horror to us all.

I stop,

I stop and look back.

I turn,

I turn and go back into the wood.