Where my name is called

Where my name is called

A Poem by light and ashes

I go to the place where my name is called........
Somewhere in the Forest. 
The stones all know me here. 
I have sat with them, 
and they have sat with me in my dismay and disbelief. 
They don't judge me here. 
They know my inner-most self. 
They know my heart here. 
I feel entities all around me.
The air smells like Sage and Myrrh.
I do not know their faces, but I sense their presence. 
It is familiar and warm. 
It feels like coming home.

© 2024 light and ashes


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This was nice and the feeling to me is serenity and comfort and safety. To sit out in the forest, all alone except for nature...what better company could one ask for. I can feel like I am there right now...thank you for sharing this.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Very atmospheric light and being in touch with Nature is a Poetic Gift certainly. Whatever you are escaping from it is good that you have found a place of Calm and Healing. These wooded places do have power to speak to the Spirit and bring Peace ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 2 Years Ago


I feel you, this totally resonates. There is so much truth in grounding, earthing, nature. Very sensory and descriptive imagery, I really like this

Posted 2 Years Ago


light and ashes

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much for taking the time to read and review. I'm really glad you enjoyed it.

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Added on October 3, 2022
Last Updated on September 27, 2024


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