Prompt : Landscape
Form: Apostrophe (a form where an absent/imaginary person, abstract idea or thing is personified and addressed directly)
The Bush Trail
When the ground’s
too hard, my body soft,
Beckon me.
When life’s a grind
And the air stifles
Whisper to me.
Don’t hold your wild
secrets close.
Invite me.
O’ wend and wander.
Rise and fall.
Inexplicably offer
More ups
Than downs.
Feel them pass
those who seek
only conquest.
But O’ let me
Linger, listen, heal
Explore, breath, feel
You.
Lead me on through
Humbling forests
To vast vistas.
Down fern gullies
O’er trickling streams,
To the end, our parting,
Bittersweet.
You ask for nothing
And give me peace.
Leigh Roswen 
Beautiful
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