Wilds Within
By: Michelle R. Tacheny
Misted tree tops show your signs
But used only as a shield and to blind
Beneath lay shelves of rock
Tattered by emotions and ill-given talk
To find the way to be understood
Follow quiet streams into the somber wood
Tall silver Birch guard your way
Till you find the roaring river where none keep it at bay
Follow the path, steady your footing.
Emotions run wild here
But there is no harm in looking
You see quick flowing glee splashing the front and flanks
White foaming anger stays near the bank
Strong steady courage carves the path
Muddy resentment gives its full wrath
Crisp blue hope leads the way
Where your eyes follow to a calm autumn bay
Emotions here are equal and come to peace
Causing rivers, rocks, and forest lines to cease
Mountains watch the morning light
Dissolve the final remains of a rain soaked night
Here is the secluded true self many seek to find
Surrounded by perception and state of mind
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