Pagosa Springs Artists

Saint Mary's Woods

if I close my eyes,

I can feel how soft, how

spongy the path lies

beneath my running feet

 

If I look up, day-dreaming,

I see myriad waffling leaves

flashing in the sunlight

high above me

 

If I listen back in time,

I hear brother and sister faintly

through the forest calling,

All ye, all ye, in come free!

 

first published in Illinois State Poetry Society 

©2016 Bonnie Manion

   

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