Down a road where spiderwort
Weaves a web around the woods
That swallow up the way
An abandoned turtle shell
Points in circles
And the weight of the world
Falls on the intruder who is lost
Until deep-rooted wonder
Displaces fear
And warnings given branch to branch
Transform to comforting chatter,
The woods not so heavy anymore.
So lovely, this transformation. And an empty turtle shell must be a thing of wonder. I have never seen one.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE NATURE A D THIS POEM IS SO BEAUTIFUL........
ReplyDeleteOh, I would love to walk this particular road....
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