Thursday, December 26, 2019

And then there was solace


And then there was solace,
Here where the sun's light trail,
Between trees,
On the fallen leaves,
Caressing my uplifted face,
Seeking silence,
Of the quieted woods.

I have watched its touch,
heal the wounds,
of tree barks,
of the surviving leaves,
that lay
un-crumbled  upon the ground,
where I sit,
unperturbed by the,
undisturbed.

I sit not wanting to leave,
the serenity,
the beauty,
the ambiguity,
It's
Just me, solace,
And something,
that sounds,
a little,
like peace.

-shobana-
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