I entered a silence of green

Dorothy Walters | April 2006 (Vol. XIX, No. 4)

In the forest
was a path
which led on,
and on as if an access
to a deeper realm —
a place where peripherals,
the eddies at the edge of things,
were all forgotten,
and I entered
a silence of green,
became a soundless vortex
moving through stillness.

~ from MARROW OF THE FLAME by Dorothy Walters