Flowing through the trees
Like faery breath
Settling over the village
Whose inhabitants slept
A night of aimless dreams
Then awoke with the terrors
Of the previous days
Quietly rescinded
Gone from memory
As if
They’d never
Happened
Gone from memory
As if
They’d never
Happened
For in the darkness
Beauty thrives
Captured here by glassy eyes
A net to capture
Brittle broken crystals
Falling gently
Alighting on smallest twig
A coat of soft white
On gnarled white bark
I carry compassion
A torch to light my way
Through the darkness of unseeing
I wield mindfulness
A blade to cut my way
Through the brambles of being
Physical
Geographical
Emotional
Intellectual
Personal
Romantic
And every time
Find something new
Some original way to see
Some valuable insight
The light
Flat as the calm sea
And equally tranquil
A scene
Rendered entirely in charcoal and smudge
But for a band of cottony hanging fog
But here is a rainforest
In this brooding monochrome
The nature of its beauty lies
And come to revel in it
Have I and many others