Treading through the half-lit forest
I stumble upon a drizzle of brilliance
dancing indolently to the rhythms of the sun-beams
dancing indolently to the rhythms of the sun-beams
A lucent vertical wall grows-
knowing that no growing is death...
it's sensibilities tingle, riddle my nerves
Clear moments are short.... more mirrors form
...stand still for sometime, but dabble again
energizing every inch of the forest-floor-- I walk on
Silence enters, beyond the nooks, seeking its way
And...my mind gently surrenders to a new calm
The sun dips....in slow watchful cycle
Green leaves peering out, shiver in twilight
.. each leaf nurturing a sly dewdrop gives it all
Ah, every life needs a borrowed life to live...
Fellowship wins .....
Hands down!
knowing that no growing is death...
it's sensibilities tingle, riddle my nerves
Clear moments are short.... more mirrors form
...stand still for sometime, but dabble again
energizing every inch of the forest-floor-- I walk on
Silence enters, beyond the nooks, seeking its way
And...my mind gently surrenders to a new calm
The sun dips....in slow watchful cycle
Green leaves peering out, shiver in twilight
.. each leaf nurturing a sly dewdrop gives it all
Ah, every life needs a borrowed life to live...
Fellowship wins .....
Hands down!
Beautiful! In the forest, one feels connected to the All That Is.
ReplyDeleteOh, thanks Sherry!! Glad you approved of this one.. always means a lot to me to receive comments from a wonderful poet like you!
DeleteI feel as if I am accompanying you on your journey here, Panchali. I can definitely picture that lucent vertical wall. I have experienced something like this somewhere...wish now I could remember where. (Sigh) So true that clear moments are short and that no growing is death! Well penned throughout.
ReplyDeleteMary, How well you have summed it up. Glad you approved:))) Ah, my memory is fading rapidly as well. Sigh!! Don't feel bad--we all are sailing on the same boat!Thanks for the encouragement...means a lot to me :)) Thanks a lot!
DeleteI love the tranquility in this lovely poem, wish I was there.
ReplyDeleteThank you Lisa:))) Good to see you here always!Sometime...somewhere, we'll take a walk through the forest together. Amen!
DeleteI like the silence and serenity of the forest, the way it calms the mind and body ~ Good one Panchali ~
ReplyDeleteThanks Grace, for that wonderful feedback. Feels really good:))
Deletefellowship does win...life is better lived and shared...it would be a very peaceful place...and experience...lovely imagery you make of it in your words...breathe peace...
ReplyDeleteGreat to have you join me here Brian and your encouraging words will linger in my memory for a long time!!:) Thanks!
DeleteI am in love with this poem, it is so beautiful. Well written, my friend, well written.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteHello Panchali. This a poem which immediately touches the heart. A poetic charm is oozing out of it. Lovely.!!
ReplyDeletewonderful! dear poet.. the serenity of the woods .. the experience walking through the greens.. grasping all nature has to give ... the lessons of growth and fellowship .
ReplyDeleteTo conclude .. what was felt was equally well expressed !!
ah! very true...we see and breathe life in the life surrounding us. Fellowship wins and it is a very satisfying way of living!
ReplyDeleteSuperb Di
Enlightening walk...
ReplyDeleteThere is peace in this...Nature is our passage to tranquility if we will let it.
ReplyDeleteThats a charming and soothing poem, very well written.
ReplyDeleteThis is brilliant.
ReplyDeleteWow gorgeous and enlightening poem =)
ReplyDeleteHello dear Panchali!
ReplyDeleteYour poems are great for me great joy.
I admire people who are gifted with a great writing talent.
I send greetings from distant cold, rainy Polish.
Lucia
Wonderful to say the least! Absolutely Loved it :)
ReplyDeleteLovely words, Panchali:)
ReplyDeleteeach leaf nurturing a sly dewdrop gives it all
ReplyDeleteAh, every life needs a borrowed life to live...
Fellowship wins
How very true, Panchali! The very nature of friendship is meant to shape up ties among individuals. It eventually triumphs! Nicely!
Hank
This is wonderful! You captured the magic in this mystical vertical wall~
ReplyDeleteI love these lines:
"Green leaves peering out, shiver in twilight
.. each leaf nurturing a sly dewdrop gives it all
Ah, every life needs a borrowed life to live...
Fellowship wins ....."
Beautiful...
Beautifully framed..:-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a fine scene you created with your words and idea. Love the sly dewdrop and the tingling sensibilities
ReplyDeleteAwesome simply awesome Panchali di . You took me to some far off serene tranquil place !
ReplyDeleteI Love Drizzled Brilliance And Silence Enters, Nice Combinations Which Create A Strong Visual For This Serene Moment In Time.
ReplyDeletepainting pictures with words,how nice !!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.I feel like being there because of the lovely lines.
ReplyDeleteA new calm - wonderful description. Thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely Panchali! I want to be there. This image spoke to me as well...just a gorgeous shot.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful description ... loved it !!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I love stumbling upon such brilliance. This is so lovely. Flowing mist is always a treat to witness & this poem is no different Mam
ReplyDeleteWith Regards
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