Entangled Roots#17


My mind wandered in grave reflection
As there was nowhere left for me to go.
It was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain all the things that had always been hard for me to let go.
It had always been easy for me to walk in a somber mood whenever stricken to my soul,
So, on one particular evening,
I ventured deep into untrodden groves.
With a sense of calm confidence and placidity,
One’s faded footsteps strode cautiously and gently
Along a crackling path
of dew-covered grass that was overgrown.
Over brittle leaves, sticks, and scattered stones,
One's fragile footprints echoed.
My senses heightened
as I ventured onto this untrodden trail of Weeping Willows.
The air was heavy with fragrances of damp soil and green pine blending
with the soft moss underfoot.
The misty atmosphere,
accompanied by the soft rustling of leaves and the sounds of various animals
Who seemed to be casting fleeting shadows.
As sunlight bled through the canopy of a single deciduous tree,
I paused to relish in a serene moment,
a slim stream flowing through the forest floor.
The water danced as it met the Sun's beams, scattering sparkling particles,
paralleled to latitude,
Ayont the tranquil ambiance that
I gladly viewed.
Mother Nature's whispers filled the air,
Revealing the golden secrets of the light breeze, bringing a sense of peace through
The shady,
winding paths gently caressed my...