Listening to a Forest

I’ve been lost in a bamboo forest

Surrounded by tall spears of silence

Inhaling my voice

Quiet’s handprint left upon my chest

 

I’ve descended through cloud forests

Carving through hazy white shrouds

Below, unseen and unknown

Ears becoming my eyes, seeing more then, then on clearest of days

 

I’ve walked among giant sequoia trees

Safety under their looming shadows

Branches reaching out, scooping me up into an embrace

Hymns of wisdom slowly rising among their choir

 

Nature’s silence

Beauty’s peace

Listening, growing, living

A time to become

 

Originally posted October 2, 2015