to the flowers of the forest
I’ve confronted death before
or was it vice versa
I do not recall
I remember being unafraid
and to the trees surrounding me
I said you will be my witness
then the north wind did blow
aiding me to my feet
and it was at that moment
I began to understand
the silence of the woods
the heart never truly heals
it simply seeks to regenerate
like the flora of the forest
november two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
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Absolutely beautiful, love the concluding lines!
Thank you very much, Pragalbha!
awesome ending friend xo
thanks so very much! xo
You write lovely poems.
Thank you so much, I feel the same about your poetry.
Wow. This was nicely done.
Many thanks, Padmini. Hope you’re safe and in good health.
John
I am. Thank you so much. Hope you are well too