The Grove, Felixstowe, Suffolk, UK
The Woods
I walked in the woods
today, the birds were silent
but, as I set foot there,
they began their songs.
The woodpigeons, the crows,
respectfully, quietly,
not like the loud
calling as they make
their nests in spring.
As if they saw me, as
I went there, to feel the peace
of the trees, to ponder
the past and the future.
It worked its magic
as before. I left
their quiet, timeless majesty,
again,
renewed.