Within the Forest Depths

Esmeralda’s bliss is of an acquired taste, only to be sought
By those willing to meet and converse with the Gods.

Within the forest depths the child of natures undressing is lost,
Blessed as he is with the ability to perceive the truth
Without proof of his existence he questions the soul within the looking glass.
The presence of the elder folk upon this earthly plain
Have awoken within his heart a yearning to behold
The beauty of a creation ancient before Father Time’s hand.

This land of entwined beauty breathes life in spiral love
And our lords above appreciate our adoration for through
A love of nature may we embrace the nature of our souls
And through opening our heart to Esmeralda’s bliss may we be whole.

poem by David Lacey
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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