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| photo by Rosie Hardy |
Come to the forest
Come when your heart is as full as the moon
and your desire blazes like a shooting star
Do not fear the sentries;
they observe your entry
but ignore trespass
when intent is pure
Search out the message that I have written for you
in the trivialities of veins in the leaves
Read its significance
with your fingertips
You have always touched wood
wishing
I am waiting
with your answer.
submitted for Poets United, Vice Versa #6
13 comments:
Ah, this is mysteriously wonderful. You have me wanting to know the answer!
That's sweet. I like that.
oo there is magic in this...love the message in the veins of the leaves....tactile...magical....love it mouse...
I love the sense of magic you've created in this poem! What a beautiful daydream indeed...thanks so much for sharing this with us over at Poetry Jam this week.
Just lovely, such magical imagery
I like the use of the forest as a metaphor for those places where we can find the answers we are seeking for ~
Lovely share ~
Splendid! Love it! Bravo!
'Come to the forest' ... I journeyed to daydreamland when I saw those words, this is lovely.
Liked the mystery of this. Thanks.
Magical indeed!
The opening lines I imagine being carried on the breeze and whispering into her ear... :)
Lola!!! I love what you've offered here...love reading those veins in leaves...and your cosmos opening is stunning!!
I enjoyed this one very much... It feels like the beginning of something really magic - I've always been deeply fascinated by forests!
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