The Imaginary Forest That Speaks
The enchantment of the deep green forest lies stunning and alluringly just like the day welcomes the sun.
The smells of the exotic, stunning flowers fill my nostrils with its lovely aroma of perfume.
As I ventured deeper into the forest, a beautiful, fine-looking dragonfly catches my attention like the colors of the rainbow after a soothing rain shower on a summer day.
As it dips its tail into the water to lay eggs for the next generation, my mind revisits the life of the salmon traveling hundreds of miles upstream fighting the cold, freezing, bitter currents of the water just to lay their eggs for the next batch of salmon.
The deep forest has many lessons to teach to teach and treasures to unfold.
The richness and splendor of its beauty edifies those who dare to venture in and learn the secret of life.
The exquisiteness of the forest has many languages, cultures, and colors that speak only to those who listen with an open mind, teaching us that there is a better day coming.
When we pay attention to nature, she cries out there is life after death.
For when the spring has rolled into the long hot summer and falls curtsy to the frosty winter, he throws a snowy blanket over the naked trees and seemingly barren fields.
Only for a brief time, life gives the impression that all hope is lost.
After every rain, the sun must shine.
The Earth revolves and tilts closer toward the sun only to escort new life which we call spring, where the element of new life begin.
About this poem
This poem is about listening to nature and becoming one with the forest, allowing your senses to tap into another world that we take for granted. It's where the spirit is awakened and your imagination is allowed to communicate.
Written on March 20, 2008
Submitted by marthat.21723 on September 13, 2023
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