6 November 2013

Renaissance

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In the heart of the forest
My deepest secrets lie,
In the soul of the forest
My darkest deeds die.

Wingless flight
Winters drear
On and on
The still air - clears.

The heart of the forest
Mine - not mine
The soul of the forest
Alive - still alive.

Cautious approach
Shivers - fear
On and on
The door opens - near.

In the heart of the forest
My dreams unfold,
In the soul of the forest
I find hope's gold.

Slow yet steady
Colour - muted glow
On and on
Beyond the forest - goes.

The heart of the forest
Whispers - angel wings,
The soul of the forest
Rises - heaven sings.

(Artist: Sera Rajan Paul)

3 comments:

Bumble Bee said...

I gots to get to the heart of the forest.

Smriti said...

Your first verse reflects what meaning I derived from the art. As always, the art and poetry are both beautiful!

Mystique said...

But of course,BB. :-\

Smriti - Yeah, I kept thinking of secrets and mystery when I saw the painting. Oh, and thank you.:-)