I have my absence on this earth
manifesting as a transparent breeze
a body of insubstantiality that can only
pay respect to the field of sentient life.
Photo shows the pathway a few minutes walk from home in Totnes, Devon, UK
I have stood silent among the trees
in the twilight of a summer’s evening
until I have been forgotten in the midst of things
I have disappeared among the trees
joining them in their silent aloneness
like a choir that makes no sound,
Creatures emerge - the fox, the badger, the squirrel, the deer!
They have nothing to take notice of
for I am not there so they can abide safely
in this surrounding space
that becomes my treasure in fading daylight.
I have removed even the pressure of my footprint
upon the earth as I become a companion of the trees
and silent witness to magical life.
Lovely poem. Wordsworth, Blake, Shelley , Keats, Titmuss., Buddha.
Dip your rural pen some more.
Distant admirer.
That ist beautiful. Pheeeewwww.