Hidden in the shadows
Of a forest
Beneath the undergrowth
Is a wild path
Whispers of the trees
Guide the way
Songs of the Birds
Just ahead, but never in sight
Shaped by your thoughts
Never still, but moving
Follow the path of your dreams
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Notes
This is my favorite poem I've ever written, even if it is one of my older ones.
Comments
Thanks for reminding me to
Thanks for reminding me to post more. I'm posting all my old poems till I get to my new ones but I keep forgetting. And thank you so much for reading my poems.
I love -
- the line "shaped by your thoughts" :) What a cool idea! (to think of birdsong that way)
Thank you so much! I
Thank you so much! I struggled with that line so that means a lot to me.
:)
Well, not MY favourite of yours, but still good. I like the ending. Keep on writing! (did you notice that was a prompt to post more? Hehe...)
Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh