
photo by jazza on rgbstock.com
A moment alone
In a forest of one
Brings clarity
Clears rebellion.
The wind in the trees
Whisper softly to me
Of secrets
And gentle reminders.
They tell me I’m not alone
Though no one I see
Because Someone
Is always walking with me.
The birds chirp loudly
And fly over head
Startling me
out of revere.
I look to the sky
Notice clouds that drift by
Painted the colors
Of the sun’s slowing death.

image: martha0stout’s phone
Yet I am reminded
It is not a permanent one
Because I know
That was changed by Someone.
Prove it?
No,
I’m happy
As is.
Written for the Friday challenge from Light and Shade: http://lightandshadechallenge.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/challenge-friday-13th-june-2014.html
The second picture is one I’ve manipulated a bit because I couldn’t find any of my sunset pictures.