A Poem: Out From the Woods

A Poem By Sarah Bethany // 12/21/2010

Out from the woods

I came upon a field

an abandoned grove

of pines

I lose myself in this

spicy Holy of Holies

and think about

the neglect of design

Like children

not cut for a plan

these have grown

beyond their planter's purpose

and have outstripped

a mere season's use

If we were given this chance also

our potential would not

be containable


Can you tell...

...that this is an abandoned Christmas tree field, or no?

Sarah Bethany | Mon, 04/11/2011


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