Rêverie

A poem by Kathrine Louis Frost Hemingway, only slightly edited by us.

Rêverie

Open, in the mouth of the forest this eve 

With turbulent branches and rolled up green sleeve 

We who step in and become the enchanted tree 

So, how does it feel to the breast of a bee?

Pollen is in motion, the bird calls its song 

Flies Into the mountains and enters the throng 

Of silence between all the sounds that you hear 

The consciousness rising to be simply here 

A void where your words -, a cathedral of hush 

You stay in the solitude, silken and hush. 

A place which is treasure to those whom partake 

A concert, music upon silent lakes

Reviews

[Twilight]

This reminded me that the tranquil silence of such forest environments, helps to supplement their intrinsic natural beauty. Almost at the end, there is a mention that such places are a "treasure"; to those of us who appreciate spending some time there. It made me think too, of the concept of becoming at one with nature; in this beauteous forest. Thankyou, for sharing it with us here.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Thank you again, for reading, Twilight. As we visit it again after putting it aside for some time, we see better it's flaws but also appreciate still the memories that inspired it.

[Twilight]

Yes, I understand.

[Ballpark Frank]

This is good. I don't read a lot of poetry since most just isn't appealing but somehow this made it. Well done!

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

We will pass your review/comments on to Katharine, Franky. Thank you for reading!

[Ballpark Frank]

You're welcome!

[BL]

The way the lines are written creates this poems very own rhythm. There are some thoughts here high in the imagination which has created some strong imagery for me

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Thank you, we'll pass along your comments to Katharine!

[BL]

Yes please do 😊

[Mavericks]

Loved this so much! Sounds so grounding yet so appealing in poignancy.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Thank you for your comment, Mavericks.

[John the Baptist]

"The consciousness rising to be simply here." Such is the goal of meditation. We are all part of this level of being, but the busyness of our days keeps us from perceiving it.

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Thank you for your comment.