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 bathe 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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