Forest And I - Poem by Vera Sidhwa
I beheld verdure of a quizical kind.
It made no sense to me.
All I knew is that I wanted to,
And disappear in it for an hour or two.
It's green consisted of leaves on trees,
That bounced and blew in the breeze.
So I took one steady step,
Into this vastness of trees.
But it wasn't lack of trepidation.
I knew the wisdom had to come,
Had to come very fast,
For my mission had to last.
I had to figure out by me,
How I was going to cross this forest,
Which only I could fathom and see.
So as I took the first step,
I knew backward you can never see.
In the middle of this green,
Never look side to side,
So not to waste my energy.
And when reaching the very end,
Be not of vision bend.
But look ahead of you.
Straight as your path finishes,
Walk out of the forest,
And be careful as you do.
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