Still wood
bird cry echo
soul reaching for what is not there.
Feet pricked by thorns
blood crumbs left on the trail
silence deafening
no one will follow.
© Maria Rich
5/25/2015
Still wood
bird cry echo
soul reaching for what is not there.
Feet pricked by thorns
blood crumbs left on the trail
silence deafening
no one will follow.
© Maria Rich
5/25/2015
Awesome, deep and inspiring.