The green of peaceful woods is haunting me.
The glowing gold of spring confounds the air.
For in these lonely hills, I am set free,
so high above the field of daily care.
I feel the breath of air that stirs the leaves;
and in this place in spring, my soul may mend.
I smell the dampened earth where no man grieves;
for it is here I know the gods attend.
And spring declares that life may come again;
and warns to not surrender to despair.
So here I wait and welcome light within,
a moment's whispered hope and silent prayer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I enjoyed reading this poem. The images of spring confounded to autumn confounded my mind as I read....which I rather enjoyed, because it forced my mind to travel back and forth between two seasons that don't usually touch...except in this poem. The meaning of the words are powerful and convey such emotion. I love the line, I smell the dampened earth were no man grieves. and then this couplet: And spring declares that life may come again; and warms to not surrender to despair. Such thematic imagery. Truly enjoyed this one. Thanks for sharing Barry.
Thank you so much for the comment. I am very glad you liked the poem.