I am fortunate to have this forest
within walking distance
If one were to join in
the forest's song,
one would need to attune
to the heartbeat of trees,
thrum the roots and connections
across the forest floor,
decipher the patter
of raindrops on lichen,
of sunlight on salal,
find the key that opens
the ancients' door.
One would learn to echo
the osprey's call,
the cry of the tern,
the seabirds, all.
One would sing down the sun
at the close of day,
blissed in a world
where we all belong,
if one were to join in
the forest's song,
and stop singing the song
we have gotten
so wrong.
Found in drafts and shared with the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads
So glad you're home
ReplyDeleteThe ending sums it up...if everyone were required to disappear into the forest for a while,it could be a totally changed world.
ReplyDeleteI love how trees communicate with each other. A gorgeous list of beauties to be found if only we were smart enough to seek.
ReplyDeleteI think the forest do sing... but we do not have the patience to listen... To quote Treebeard talking about Entish:
ReplyDelete"It is a lovely language, but it takes a very long time saying anything in it, because we do not say anything in it, unless it is worth taking a long time to say, and to listen to."
If we would, indeed... how perfect and life-giving our song would become.
ReplyDeleteI want to sing in that choir, with that company, How beautiful would that be...until I opened my mouth to sing that is....lol. Wonderful Sherry!
ReplyDeleteDo trees have heartbeats? In any case, woods have always been calming, spiritual places of renewal and mystery for me.
ReplyDeleteI would love to attune to the heartbeat of trees!💞 This is beautiful, Sherry.
ReplyDeleteThe song we've gotten so wrong....how tragic! If only...but is it too late?
ReplyDeleteThis sounds so inviting, Sherry. My sister and would spend half a day down at the wooded creek on our family farm. It was at the far corner of the property, later Dad had the corner land across the creek and the creek itself a natural preserve. The grass over there was native prairie grass
ReplyDeleteI have never seen an osprey, I know they are a type of hawk and unclean for for eating by the Jewish and Islamic folk.
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if one were to join in
ReplyDeletethe forest's song,
and stop singing the song
we have gotten
so wrong.
Sometimes when so engrossed one gets off-track easily. Getting back on-track can be easy if done early!
Hank
Love the idea of singing down the sun!
ReplyDeleteHave we got it all wrong? I'll say we have. We exist because of our environment and the delicate balance that is there; but as we have the power we are hell bent of destroying everything that doesn't make a profit. I asked the birds, animals and insects if I can join them and they shake their head in fear.
ReplyDeleteVery true. We are wrong and it's time to mend things
ReplyDeleteThe best kind of music, Sherry!
ReplyDeleteLove the call of the forest! All we can do is keep trying to answer and maybe we will join in at some point. I am lucky to have a forest nearby as well--to my dog's great delight.
ReplyDeleteYou are right, we have gotten the song all wrong. I cannot say, we will ever get it right?
ReplyDeleteI do wonder about the heartbeat and song of trees... yes, of course we have it wrong, but we are too arrogant to admit this.
ReplyDeleteWe need to relearn the words to this song.
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