This is a follow-up on Laron's thread that asks you to introduce yourself. Please use this thread as a place to express how you are feeling in an art form, which includes writing, as time passes. This is a place to have fun. You learn more about yourself when you create art, and we learn about you and your spirit.
I think this poem of mine reflects where I am at right now. (written in 2015)
Back to the real world
It was the music from whence I came —
the songs of many birds.
Their memory sat and remained with me,
while I walked out of that forest
and returned to what some may call
‘the real world’, which contained its own jungle —
but that of concrete.
My best choice in that moment
was to look back and recall the memories,
which so easily and so peacefully
held the space for me. That was nature.
That was where I wanted to exist permanently,
but with this world, with this society,
my choices were limited.
Walking barefoot through the trees
brought me down to Earth with such grounding —
those stones, those sticks and that layer of dirt.
My fingertips would brush the sides
of jagged trunks, as I stepped between them.
The feeling beneath me,
through the souls of my feet,
was all the magic that I required.
Could I sit so still for so long?
For centuries?
I would hold the memories of time,
like a vault under some prestigious bank.
I must now leave all that and move on,
back to what I continue to do in this world.
However, perhaps one day
I will return to that solitude,
whether that be in nature,
or beyond physicality.
Laron, that’s a beautiful song and an interesting video to accompany it. Hmm
Time to listen to it again!