Monday, December 15, 2014

The Whispering Pines



picture credit: http://www.deviantart.com/art/ashes-of-man-and-oak-and-pine-49140776




The pine trees whisper, whisper with the wind,
as do the notes that float though my mind
from a song that’s not yet been written,
my skin ripples as a nameless bond in me breaks free
and it may be with a touch of fear, or it may be with the surge of excitement
that I follow the whispers I now understand, for to shrink would be to die.




5 comments:

  1. What a wonderful poem about the trees ~

    Have a good week or whatever you want.

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  2. Nature has so much of wisdom to offer us and it is we who have to absorb it. A nice reminder, thanks.

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