Friday, October 7, 2016

Lost in the forest


What better way to find oneself
That by getting lost in the forest
Leaving all idle chatter behind
To seek solace at nature's breast

In the hush of that woodland scene
Birds and insects whisper in their nests
A stream a sweet lullaby will sing
And treetops dance at your behest

Now lay your head on mossy bank
Dreaming now of a peaceful world
For this is gift that God has given
Far more precious than an emerald

When you wake to the smiling sun
All your worldly cares will be gone
Take heart, hold fast, you're born anew
You've found yourself for you have won

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10 comments:

  1. You make solitude sound like the beautiful blessing it can be, especially when we find it with nature.

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  2. Whistles!!πŸ’–πŸ’–This is absolutely incredible writing, Robin. I too love to walk about in the woods and find inner calm and peace amidst the chaos; especially adore the lines "Now lay your head on mossy bank, dreaming now of a peaceful world; for this is gift that God has given far more precious than an emerald" Beautifully executed. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support πŸ’–πŸ’–

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  3. A walk in the woods always serene

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  4. The best thing about silence is it allows you to hear the world perhaps.. Thank you for taking us through the woods with you

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  5. Oh I can feel my local nature center calling to me now

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  6. Beautiful...I can well relate to this...we have gone for such walks....it is a bliss!! Enjoyed the poem!

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  7. A gift "Far more precious than an emerald", indeed. This is an ideal place to be lost in. Lovely calm composition!

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  8. A special write, I can feel the beauty and the sense of solitude to be experienced on such a walk. Thank you for sharing it with us.

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  9. In the hush of that woodland scene
    Birds and insecs whisper in their nests
    A stream a sweet lullaby will sing
    And treetops dance at your behest

    It is such a blessing to be greeted such when venturing into the jungle. Soothing and peaceful unlike what one might assume, the presence of wild animals

    Hank

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