SHORT POEMS: “Woods” by Wendell Berry

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Woods

I part the out thrusting branches
and come in beneath
the blessed and the blessing trees.
Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.

by Wendell Berry

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  1. LindaP says:

    A lot can be said in a few words!

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