Sunday, February 21, 2016

Home of My Heart




Home of My Heart
Annie Louise Twitchell

Walk in the woods with me,
darling,
and let me sing to you the song of my heart.
Walk in the woods with me
and let your heart free from the aches
and burdens of the world outside.
Walk in the woods with me
and listen in awed silence
to the longing notes from the brook,
running in her course as she has for decades.
Walk in the woods with me
and watch as the startled deer flies away
white bobtail flashing behind her,
spotted fawn close at her heels.
Walk in the woods with me
and see the red squirrel climbing
his oak tree, scolding us the whole time.
Walk in the woods with me,
darling.
This is where I belong,
where my wild and restless soul
finds comfort and peace.
This is where the weights of the world
slide unnoticed from my shoulders,
where I raise my arms to the spreading
trees and let my soul free.
This is where I am just
me.
Walk in the woods with me.
It's not just an offer for a
chance to breathe clear air,
it's an offer to let you
see the truest me
that there is,
to let you see me
bare and exposed.
All the shattered pieces
of my soul come together here,
and if I stay in the wild long enough,
I will become whole
and brave enough to live outside again.
Walk in the woods with me,
darling.






Copyright 2016 by Annie Louise Twitchell