the forest words whispered
telling me to stop and listen
I spoke to the forest gods
I heard the song of the nymphs
each tree held a sacred hymn
the hollow beech was mystery
the ancient oak was wisdom
the maple was burgundy grief
the lady of the lake beckoned
and I surrendered my dreams
I gave up my secret wizardry
until I was trapped in poetry
the forest words whispered
they uttered a bleak demand
it was the quest for harmony
a final song of the woodland
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem