i walk the back woods barefoot thinking i would *escape
but then i realize all around me knows i’m here
when i breathe ,the air comes without announcement
with every step the ground comes up to meet me
when i reach up the leaves of trees touch my finger tips
if i look up at the sky with its white crinoline skirt it stares back
whistle and i’m joined by the cardinal, sparrow and bluebird
sing and the howl of the wolf is inspired knowing of my presence
trying not to think but memories entangle me in reflections
my beating heart calls out to those entwined with mine
this soul carries a torch for those that have left me
i guess escaping is not easy, only solitude
* connotes selfless; Tao
We can attempt to escape, and sometimes this isn't easy to do, but I bet if your find a place that is calm it is the best you could do. Instead of running to hide, why not deal with what is in front of you and live your life to the extreme. Never know what excitement you might discover.
ReplyDeletethanks Kenn for participating. this piece is not about running to hide, it's about try to touch the calm and peace within in spite of all the turmoil around. i'm not sure how old you are but i have experienced many things in my life that would exceed 'the extreme'. discovery is always present. mi amigo contentment in life is not about searching for the extraordinary but making the ordinary, just that.
Deletegracias for stopping by mi amigo
This is such a beautiful piece of writing. Love really is the best thing to write about. I particularly liked the line in Katie Melua's song "If I were a book you would read me every night".
ReplyDeleteEscape is so hard as we always take ourselves...solitude easier but more painful at times..and beautiful song choice to accompany this piece
ReplyDeleteah such wisdom!!!
ReplyDeleteHave a happy Sunday
much love...
maybe with escaping we find ourselves.
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful! I often forget that what we touch also touches us. I most often experience the environment I live in as benevolent and uplfting, something I can lean on and trust while I travel where I need to go. The question of love is hard in this context--how shared ever, is the air we breathe?
ReplyDeleteI think we need that silence and solitude no matter what we are. Nature is a big helper that we always forget. And solitude is never the same as loneliness.
ReplyDeletesilence and solitude can be great friends...and worst nightmares....i always go to the woods to find relief from my troubles....like susan i also like the touch that resonates back into us when we touch something.....
ReplyDeleteNo escaping but finding ourselves ~ Solitude amidst nature may be best ~
ReplyDeleteIt really is hard to 'escape.' Our mind is always active, and even in silence there is that ever-present reflection that we cannot shut off. Well penned.
ReplyDeleteWe do need to reach and feel the peace and quiet of nature to keep in touch with our inner self.
ReplyDeleteI read line one and immediately thought, "There is no escape." I am happy that your poem took us to that end.
ReplyDeleteReally beautiful writing!
ReplyDelete'but then i realize all around me knows i’m here'....I find such peace in the woods especially knowing all of nature welcomes me there.....I agree such a beautiful piece!
ReplyDeleteI like your special use of the word escape as selflessness. This is well conveyed by the active environment you describe. Thank you for visiting my blog as well.
ReplyDeleteI love the knowing that "everything knows I'm here"...... and how you are joined by nature in your human condition of memories and loss. Love "my soul carries a torch for those who have left me." Mine too, my friend. I had not heard Katie Melua's beautiful voice. Thanks for the introduction, beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYes we are always here even if we don't know it.
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