Walk with me through ancient trees, where few men ever tread.
They're watching us, wary distrust,
from rumors on the wind.
Out of the corner of my eye
A furtive shadow slides
'We mean no harm' I softly say
while scanning forest floor
But words mean nothing to the wood
Sensing the soul's intent it could
Determine if you're friend or foe
If heaven sent or from below
The poem in it's entirety:-)
Walk With Me Through Ancient Trees
Walk with me through ancient trees, where few men ever tread.
An eerie silence stills the leaves
and whispering overhead.
They're watching us, wary distrust,
from rumors on the wind.
From chatter of the birds and squirrels they cannot trust in men.
From the corner of my eye
A furtive shadow slides
A crow calls out somewhere on high
A chipmunk runs and hides
'We mean no harm' I softly say
while scanning forest floor
'We'll not disturb your peace today
With you we're not at war'
But words mean nothing to the wood
Sensing the soul's intent it could
Determine if you're friend or foe
If heaven sent or from below
So vibrate love and shine out light
In woods across the nation
And if we're lucky we just might
Forge bonds with all creation.
(I actually made this post yesterday, but my phone kept freezing and I didn't think about the fact that it is no longer Wednesday, ha!)
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