autumn forest goddess

as I sit here-
deep in the forest, bathed in shadow,

watching the leaves fall,
tell me, why does the earth end in such a pretty display

I holler to the trees,
they answer with a rustle

I bury my hands in the earth,
inhale the sweet fumes of rotting leaves

I play in the creeks
I bath myself in her beauty

I am in love with her,
the forest, my lover,
goddess of this place

Posted in response to the challenge Autumn '24: Writing.

ominouspoet

VT

14 years old

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