“The Voice of Nature”

Quietly they wander the woods
straying from the rocky shore
where majestic eagles stand watch
to explore deeper within.
Although the season sings of death
all around them is new
they are reborn to their natural souls
together.
Fallen trunks and trickling brooks
do not speak of loss
to these wanderers
but of renewal and hope.
Together they travel
ignoring walls of logic
instead allowing knowing to bloom
listening to the voice of nature.


Inspired by the season, by my life, and by the words found at this weeks Sunday Whirl.

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15 thoughts on ““The Voice of Nature”

  1. Is it my cynicism, or do not enough people realise that nature has a voice?

    Fallen trunks and trickling brooks
    do not speak of loss
    to these wanderers
    but of renewal and hope.

    This carres me away to my favourite haven where my soul recharges its energy and hope burns brighter.

  2. nice…def parts i like, tht they listen and find what they are looking for in nature…i often do…and that they do it together…i think that is a beautiful thing….i like the textures as well…the fallen trees paired with loss, but not talking about it….cool piece…

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