Monday, June 1, 2009

Poem: Sacred Ground

Sacred Ground

It is sacred ground,
this place with it's misty sunlight,
this brief opening in the dark wood
where you can pause

and rest on the pine needles
that cover the forest floor
like a blanket of silencing down.

It is sacred ground,
this place in your heart
where despite all fear,
you open yourself,

and dare to believe
that love can conquer all,
despite the evidence.

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The picture was taken along the Appalachian Trail near Daleville, Va. You can click on it for a larger version.

Tom

5 comments:

Derrick said...

Hi Tom,

Always worth taking the risk!

Shadow said...

the sacred ground within, how perfect.

willow said...

I love this place you describe in the dark woods, when a misty ray of light shines through the trees.

Love can conquer all,
despite the evidence.

Wonderful analogy.

gingerhillery@mac.com said...

I can smell the pine needles and feel the trembling peace!

Shaun said...

This is a fantastic picture.. Really nice feeling.