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Forest Harmony
When the world crowds in
and the noise and turmoil,
begin to tire me,
then I seek shelter in the forest,
where the dark green pines,
greet me.
Their branches waving,
in the gentle breeze -
that blows through the trees.
Where others like me,
have come to seek shelter.
Where my feet can walk,
on a carpet of pine and leaves
and there is a hush all about,
no sound at all,
but for the chirp -
of a bird high up above me.
Where I can laugh along,
with a babbling brook,
that makes it’s way,
through the forest stillness.
Where my soul can mend
and find harmony.
I know in the early mornings,
I’ll be greeted,
by the caps of mushrooms,
that have sprung forth,
in the magical silvery moonlight,
of the night before.
As the sun’s rays,
streaming in through the pines,
warm the moss,
that covers the forest floor,
there will be sweet and juicy,
wild strawberries.
I’ll store away to treasure,
the songs of the wind and the birds
and the magical sounds
from the flutes -
the wood nymphs play.
I’ll delight in the designs,
of silvery spider webs,
still wet from morning dew.
Colorful shimmering drops,
that glow in the rays of the sun,
while dark shadows play about
and the smell of pine is intoxicating.
There I’ll sit upon a log,
like a queen upon her throne
and like Alice in her wonderland,
wait for the white rabbit,
to go dashing by.
I feel as one with the bees on the buzz,
wild violets at my feet,
humming along with the whistling wind,
happy to be part -
of this forest harmony.
© 2017 Gypsy Rose Lee
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Thank you Shauna. That is the one place I head for when I need total peace and relaxing. We have some wonderful woods to walk through here.
Rasma, you've outdone yourself. This is so beautiful and peaceful. I'm sitting on that log with you!
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Yes, the forest is the place to regain footing in your life Chris.
Thank you FlourishAnyway.
You welcome Missy Smith.
I was going to say what Flourish has already said; you do paint a beautiful picture with your words here, Gypsy. I could smell the forest pines, and I could vividly see those spider webs with morning dew. I love when I see one of those. They are really magical. I love when I read about nature from someone who can bring us into the scenes so well. You did that here for sure. Thank you!
You paint a beautiful picture with words here. Your nature poetry is among your best.
Rasma, This reminded me of so many times I have fled to the forest for renewal. Those times probably saved my sanity and maybe even my life. Thanks for summing it up in such a beautiful way.
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Thank you Jodah.
You welcome Gina. Nature is truly inspirational.
Thank you Ann. I fell in love with forests the first time I smelled the pine scented air.
Thank you Ruby. Yes, I am sure Bambi was close-by.
Thank you Whonu and blessings to you.
Thank you Genna and glad you enjoyed the song.
Thank you Graham.
Hi Rasma. Another beauty from you here. We all seek to escape from time to time, this says so much.
Graham.
Gorgeous poetry, Rasma; I love poems that interlace with nature. And the song is an old favorite of mine.
I enjoyed this poem about the forest and the wild my friend. Blessings. whonu
The only thing you left out was bamby. I think he was there hiding. This beautiful piece makes spring seem much closer. One more of your best!
I was there in the forest enjoying the beauty, peace and harmony. Just the sort of place I love. Beautiful poetry, well-crafted and something to warm the heart.
Ann
I love the visual imagery that drew me in. I felt like I was right there. Nature is so therapeutic. It's one place that I run to when the world gets to be too much. My backyard provides that solace for me when I can't escape to a nature walk around here.
Thanks for sharing, Gypsy Rose!
Beautiful, just beautiful. I love nature and this poem describes it all so well.
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