Searching for the Lost Poem

[LostNight]

Searching for the Lost Poem

There’s a time
When the winds are still
A forest path
That leads to nowhere

Lost for words
Hearing a faint flute
Brings you in further

A path by the pond
There’s a toad laughing
Birds in the trees keep singing

All that is gold
Can fool you
It just is
What it is

Down the trail there’s a stone
With strange markings
Not knowing what they say
Preceding
Ignoring

Next to a dam
A wise beaver points
The other way
Saying
You won’t find it here
What you came for

Whispering through the leaves
Are the voices of those
Who wandered
Lost

Their unwritten poems
Songs never sung
Artist left aimless

Leaving the woods
Throwing your best
To the breeze
Hoping not to feel so vulnerable
Or too harshly criticized

Finding all that
Appears to be gold
Will be fooled

Sitting by an old oak
Taking in the surroundings
The sounds
Fragrances
Swept up
In the currents of air

Two dragonflies
Circles the oak

Following them
As they wait for you
To catch up

Taking you closer
To the edge of the forest
Out into the meadow
Where you started

Words fall from the sky
Scattered to the ground

Standing back
Phrases start to emerge
Stanzas form
To the writings
Of self style
And discoveries

__________

[heinzs]

I can see where this is going. You might look at it a bit to make sure it has arrived there.

"Whispering through the leaves
Are the voices of those
Who wondered
Lost in here"

Did you mean "wandered" rather than wondered? It actually works either way.

"Hoping not to be vulnerable
Or to harshly criticized "

Should be "too harshly criticized". Spell checkers don't catch these.

I look forward to re-reading, and if you decide to revise it I anticipate nothing but good results.

[LostNight]

Thank you, heinzs. What spell check doesn't know, I tend to overlook..

[heinzs]