Poem – Ready for the Truth


Return to the pine forest
thinly snow coated.

In this silence broken only
by raven calls we have

to be comfortable with ourselves
in the midst of nature.

I wander the hard trails lined
with dried needles and

attempt to let go of all
thoughts and concerns,

even the direction I am heading.


Stripped of daily responsibilities
am I comfortable enough with myself

to let go and allow the forest
to let me in?

Am I ready?

What if the forest
does not desire me here?




5 responses to “Poem – Ready for the Truth”

  1. I do hope so. I have undertaken the task of naming each tree, while impossible, to at least touch each gently, at a special place in MN. This has provided much inspiration over the years.

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