I wander into the woods
and feel myself entering into the magic,
the real world fading behind me
with every step.
But wait.
If that is the real world,
back there, then why do I feel
this way, more real, in here?
Why does my heart feel so soft and easy
in this fairy land and so hard and worn
in ‘reality’?
They think I live in a daydream, shirking
responsibility for the necessary tasks
of life.
I disagree.
I think they live in a nightmare and I think
the most necessary task of my life
is to wander into the woods
and dance amongst the fairies
and feel what is most true
and try to write something that
could help turn the world upside down,
which would be back to the right way around.
I wander into the woods
and feel myself entering into the magic,
falsehood fading behind me
with every step.
Love and courage,
Leah
This poem tells the story of being blissfully awake. Those who try to pull you back are irritants. Your description of wakefulness is so delightful. I tried to go there in my mind, but only get a short glimpse then I am back to my frantic life…weird.
Thank you so much dear Bonnie! Love to you xx
I like this poem the most.
It communicates the invitingness of the trees.
Thank you Linda!
A full body ‘yes’ to this perspective Leah! My cells are singing in delight hearing your words. Please keep writing "something that could help turn the world upside down,
which would be back to the right way around." Big love, Christine
Ah, thank you Christine! I very much hope I will continue to write! Sending lots of love to you xx
Your words always reach me when I seem to need them most. It’s a question I have been asking myself lately "What is the most necessary task of your life?"
I thoroughly enjoyed the poem, and the question will be sticking with me long after I’ve closed this tab. Thank you for sharing yourself with the world, Leah.
Thank you as always Jessica for reading and appreciating. I hope your own contemplation of that question brings some fruit. Lots of love from me to you. xx