STILL

In the realm of twilight's uncertainty,

Where paths fade into the dusky night,

A revolution yearns for its destiny,

Begging for our embrace, our inner light.

The ancient woods whisper with knowing breath,

Guiding us to pause, to ponder, to hear,

Embracing the unknown, embracing death,

Drawing us near to what we hold dear.

As the known world slips through our grasp,

And self-doubt casts its shadowed cloak,

We face the darkness with courage, no lapse,

With a steadfast heart that remains unbroke.

The forest, a silent and watchful guide,

Urges us to trust its wild, secret ways,

To seek within the depths where truth abides,

And reveal what the journey truly portrays.

The wise elder's words ring forth with clarity,

Bidding us to let the forest enfold,

In stillness lies the path to purity,

Through uncertainty, our destiny foretold.

In the heart of the forest, nature's art,

We find the rhythm of our souls entwined,

Each step we take, a web of the heart,

In nature's harmony, our fates aligned.

Poetry, with its eloquent refrain,

Unveils the mysteries of the unknown,

Each word a thread in life's intricate skein,

Guiding us through shadows where we've grown.

Embrace the enigma, the shadowed muse,

For in its depths lies transformation grand,

Let the forest's wisdom surely infuse,

The path to greatness, eternally spanned.

Apr 09, 2024 | UN