Dawne Zacharias Poet Free verse

The Smell of Wood

The Smell of Wood 
By Dawne Zacharias

I find myself walking thru the front doors after  
Long walks in the open air,
The doors are carved oak and strong, 
I do not fear the world.

I can read and 
study in a soft chair by the fire  
smell the wood-burning there, 

a real sense of peace

I walk into my office and begin to write
The feelings of my soul.

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Caren Krutsinger September 28, 2019 at 6:34 AM It reads like a prayer my friend.

Arturo Michael September 26, 2019 at 4:47 AM This is peaceful

William Kelii Kekaula September 25, 2019 at 4:49 AM Senses are the resource that causes us to be ~ Aloha always William

Mahtab Bangalee September 25, 2019 at 3:57 AM walk wherever but the smell of soul touches ghostly everywhere!