When the world talks
There is a loud clanging
Of emptiness
Disguised as fullness
Leaving me hungry
I crave that which satisfies the soul’s longing
Which can only be found in solitude
Take me to the wild places
Oh wind
Where I can be alone with my soul
Where I can eat and drink
Of Nature’s fullness
Let the wild wind laugh
And let me laugh with it
Let us roll around in joy
Dancing with the clouds
Until the sun sets
And night comes
Then let us rest in peace
In the arms of the dark
This is a lovely poem to which I can relate Lorraine. “Then let us rest in peace
In the arms of the dark”, to me signifies both the literal coming of night and, also the onset of death for death is the final dark into which we go. Best wishes, Kevin
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thankyou so much Kevin. Those words of yours mean a lot to me. Yes, you have nailed it. Thankyou.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes! take me to the wild places! 🙂 love it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes so want to visit wild places again.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow, I can really relate to this. I love the imagery as well; it is stunning. Fantastic piece!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you so much Lucy for those very kind words. ❤️
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh those wild places, how I love them so!
LikeLike