A clearcut beckons at the forest edge,
Still standing stumps freely offer solace
Clouds climb and sprint across the clearing sky
Wind whips and whistles through barbed wire
Douglas Fir sentinels stand and sway,
Trunks scarred by fire and drought,
Bark peeled and bored by beetles,
hieroglyphics, indecipherable, left behind
Roots reach deep and strong into unknown earth
Yielding wisdom to all who listen, hear
and remember.
Hi, my name is Hobie Hare and thanks for visiting www.yourlifenature.com !
I live in Missoula, Montana which is roughly midway between my two favorite national parks, Glacier and Yellowstone. My experiences as an interpretive seasonal ranger in Yellowstone for eight seasons, including a winter season at Fishing Bridge (which is over 50 miles from a paved road during this season) ultimately led me to helping people connect with nature no matter where their feet are. Thanks for visiting!
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Thank you for the poem, it was beautiful.
You are most welcome!