Best Poems Written by Ana Santos

Forest Maiden

Not caring where the wind blows
Nor where the trees grow
Not even the glaring, watchful eyes of the birds
I run.

So many twigs and overgrown bushes
Fallen trees that block my path
And yet even they cannot stop me
I run.

Innocent forest creatures run beside me
Stumbling into my path
Confused as they are, hoping to stall me
Poor little things
For I am running.

Whatever spurred me
Scared as I was
Confined as I was
I cannot say I care
I am running.

The very air compresses me
Forcing my lungs for air
And just as I know the sun rises and sets
I know my time is ending
I slow down now
Still I move forward.

And before my thoughts can become coherent
I am gone.
I have nearly touched the ground to let death consume me
But the great bird has taken hold of me in his talons
I could never truly die.

I am back again
Imprisoned again
Beautiful as it may seem
What little freedom enjoyed still lingering in my mind
I am the forest maiden
I still remember the run.

Copyright © Ana Santos | Year Posted 2018