Autumn Forest

Autumn Forest

My feet tread where Hornbeam lays,

A golden carpet for me to wander,

Through golden-red paths of Chestnut & Oak,

I step, I ponder,

Meandering through the forest to one,

Who recognises my soul song,

In its presence I am humbled, by resonance,

Hand on heart I am laid long,

A deep bow in honour of this great ancestor,

whose permission to consult I seek,

Of ancient knowledge & wisdom it bestows,

I find myself meek,

My soul is splendent, my heart open,

By this joyous union,

I am blessed with Autumn’s song

In Nature’s sacred dominion.

(© Sheela Adhar 2020)

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