THE BENCH IN THE FOREST

THE BENCH in the FOREST

WELLS, MAINE July 2015

Wooden steps outline the forest path

The bench in the forest is where I pass

 Giant trees give shade from beyond

And nearby frogs frolic in a pond

Then silence passes over the land

In this tranquil sanctuary I stand

Contemplating the invitation to sit

The bench so inviting, I’ll stay a bit

And there my thoughts are drawn

To reverie and dreaming so long

I’ll take time to contemplate and stay

Sitting in silent stillness as I try to pray

A chipmunk dashes by in a whizzed blur

His destination hunting so I do not stir

The leaves are dancing to the wind’s wand

Its mysterious messages come from beyond

The bench in the wood has magical messages

All that is needed just sit quite still and listen

And hear the answers to your heart’s desire

The revelations are so pure you’ll never tire

To return again and again in this soft glen

Where silent reverie is your best friend.