Exposed - Poem by Hm. Nes
There are hidden places where I should not go,
Though invited, where I dare not go-
Spaces once forbidden, permitted if I risk regret.
The mountain glade untrodden, undiscovered
With myriad, perfect blooms- every color and fragrance
Springing to life, bids me come and gaze.
There I may go, and should go,
My footfalls breaking the silence, wrecking tender shoots
As I stoop to observe more closely,
With undistracted intensity, the unparalleled beauty of
A bloom that only I will ever see,
Only I will ever know,
Only I will ever taste.
While other places, equal in splendor,
Though more intoxicating-
Rarer in beauty, though common and known,
Places I would best avoid-
These places call to me.
They draw me.
They haunt me.
Cry louder, you rolling hills-
You mountain paths and peaceful streams.
Lift high your voices, you wild flowers,
You silent temptresses,
Lest I fall prey to the wonder of another,
Who passing more closely to my door
Allures me in this moment that is
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