the forest is never silent
a whisper, a chuck, a wail
dusky shadows speaking
a hidden, secluded tale
wind trees acknowledge
sound of breath and love
rain washes the branches
hearts follow the dove
far off an axe echoes
someone gathers wood
deep, the greening cover
discloses a lover's mood
owl and wildcat calls
brief reminders of grief
darkest waters display
the gold of a fallen leaf
the forest is never silent
woodland nymphs nearby
buzz with faded memory
recalling an ageless sigh
my lover beckons me
to hold her in this place
the forest then falls silent
passion's hushed embrace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful imagery to depict the sounds of the forests. Forest is never silent but passion's hushed embrace can make it silent. The power of love can do wonders.
This is one of my favorite poems. I try for the most part to make my poetry readable, simple and universal. I believe this one achieves that. Thank you. Glad you liked.