Alone in Stillness
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Written, July 01, 2025
For the International Contest, Juxtaposition
Sponsor, Regina Mcintosh
alone in the quietude of nature
that fills me with serenity
though crows in trees are a disturbance
their grating noise an irritation
I follow a path to where skylarks sing
their melodic song soothing
but my heart is full of chaos
and anxiety
I have always found my soul in nature
but how can I when my body is broken ?
I love the rain falling in the forest
the drizzle upon the trees
the kisses on my lips and face cleansing
but a deluge brings me a deep fear
I adore those days of warm drip dropping summer rain
and soothing gentle raindrops of Spring
but wild storms of autumn leave me hiding
the thunder and lightning fills me with dread
oh, how can I not welcome those first days of gentle snow ?
the cold of winter takes hold of my life
it seeps into my bones
that crack and groan in pain
oh, but the beautiful of snow falling is breathtaking
so lovely and fragile
but the bitterness brings me to my knees
I shelter inside by the fireplace
though the crackle of the wood is a calmness I like
how can beautiful winter bring such pain to my broken body?
in winter I reflect on death
they seem connected to me somehow
my family dead and cold as winter
in spring I reflect on death
each raindrop a dagger to my heart
for I must visit the cemetery
I must be near their bones
take a pause from life in the hush of graves
where I stand in the stillness of birds singing
beneath a weeping tree
I often wonder how is it that I find the love in death ?
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2025
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