Forest for Trees - Sonnet
The peace for some souls inhabits repose,
The space between the trees in wooded park.
Each breath as freshening as the moist rose.
Sloughing debris and carries no hallmark.
The veins in leaves emptied of all their life,
A mind let's go tethers which tie and bind.
Days like leaves must fall away in a sky.
The roots will stay waiting a turn of time.
Serene suspense of ice in winter freeze,
The quiet deepens under fragile snow.
Eventually comes renewals breeze,
Singing again sweet tones for leaves to grow.
Newborn leaves unfurl in ways as before,
Will they learn from the past on forest’s floor?