The heady scent of the forest is overwhelming as the night approaches
Brusque, unsullied, intoxicating ….
A young owl blends in quietly while sitting on a branch
Wise beyond his years as his big brown eyes observes all
The lion cub plays joyfully with its siblings while the lioness watches contently over them
The river flows quietly yet stoutly
Washing away the sorrows of the day as the gentle breeze cools the air
I raise my arms to the full moon
I feel its rays washing over me
Engulfing me with its tenderness…
With its love
And I am whole again
You are all and all is you
You are my haven
You are my Light and my Love for ever and a day……
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem