When my heart has no words
when there is too much to pray for
and not enough hope
in the world
to right all the wrongs
When wildfires are burning
and a virus stalks our days
as the naysayers bray
"It's a hoax!"
I walk my speechless heart
into the forest
to try to find my way
Each tree
a living prayer
offering balm and breath
to the soul-weary
Each birdcall a note of hope
in the planetary song
humankind has
gotten wrong
When my heart has
only tears,
and there is too much to pray for
and not enough hope
to find my way
I let the trees pray for me
Breathe their peacefulness
into my being
Listen to all
they have to say
Each tree
a living prayer,
each human adding either
dark or light
to our planetary plight
Shared with the fine folk at earthweal, on our 45th open link weekend. How time flies!
Stunning
ReplyDeleteI love this song of hope, Sherry:
ReplyDelete'I walk my speechless heart
into the forest
to try to find my way'
It's all we can do, but I think this is one of the best thing we can do, to add our little bit of light.
I agree with these sentiments. I too have been ut walking in nature. It is so rejuvenating to be out away from the world of people right now. Suzanne of Mapping Uncertainty
ReplyDeleteI find my way there too, even though my canopy is suburban. I walk tree to tree nowadays and find that a comfort I should have learnt long ago.
ReplyDeleteThe forest is the best place to be, Sherry, calm and comforting. I love the thought of ‘Each tree / a living prayer / offering balm and breath / to the soul-weary’.
ReplyDeleteI like this poem very much, Sherry. I love the idea that each tree is a living prayer. May their collective voices be heard.
ReplyDeletetrees are the best teachers ~
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