Lost in the pages
of an ever-growing forest.
Moss speaks in storied verse,
it whispers to us, messages
as delicate as a light breeze.
Words that can never
be unheard once received.
Stones unearthed reveal
another universe beneath,
where life scurries, their purpose to
entwine the strands, pulling the vines
underlining this enshrined wonderland.
Giving the words a space to breathe.
Enthralling chapters captured
in aging bark,
every scratch mark,
a library index card,
pointing out new parts
of the always expanding scenery.
The green shrubbery
exclaiming words of love
towards
the spring sky above.
In the hearts of trees
rings engraved in history,
sharing memories
of life's high watermarks.
Birds tweet out their stories,
a wolf barks
setting his thoughts free,
bees soar
to hear the buzz of
the canopy above
as it bounces the words
far and wide,
from seashore
to vast countryside.
Every scrawled romantic drawing
glows in the sunrise dawning.
They flip past, a blur of words,
spreading their wings
they swoop like birds.
Underneath this green leaf awning,
life is a love story calling.
In the dirt and soil
there are new
story buds forming,
growing roots that echo
in the dusk light falling.
The moon awakens whole new life.
This forest of words always alive.
Below illuminated glistening branches,
enlightened by the moonlight chandelier,
fairies tell tales of romance,
whilst dancing in the wonders
of the celestial sphere.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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