... the Pines
Sunlight quickens
Sending a shaft of golden light
Through the dense forest
Piercing the darkness
Where
The Wild Pines grow
Where my heart
Dwells...
And my soul
is Restored
The Ancient voices are soothing
Keeping me sane...
Telling me...
Everything
Will be all right
Telling me...
To
Believe...
Listen...
Learn...
Care...
Go forth
AND
Keep the Old Ones
in the depths of
My Being
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Sunlight quickens
Sending a shaft of golden light
Through the dense forest
Piercing the darkness
Where
The Wild Pines grow
Where my heart
Dwells...
And my soul
is Restored
The Ancient voices are soothing
Keeping me sane...
Telling me...
Everything
Will be all right
Telling me...
To
Believe...
Listen...
Learn...
Care...
Go forth
AND
Keep the Old Ones
in the depths of
My Being
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
As Ever, Annie