Once More into the Wild

“Do not go where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.” (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

Many thanks to Hilary Clark from Pining for Poetry and Prose for pointing that quote out to me today, as today I feel lost in the wilderness, unsure of which direction to choose. But perhaps the direction does not matter. I just need to take a step and forge my way through the underbrush, embracing and learning from whatever comes into my path.

Words fail me today. I cannot interpret the mass of thoughts jumbling around my brain. I cannot describe the heaviness I feel deep inside.

ONCE MORE INTO THE  WILD
A Prose Poem

An image keeps popping into my mind of a dark forest. Here and there, amidst the trees are doors of every shape and size. Some simple, some elegant, some austere, some intimidating. None of them have windows. All of them have locks.

All is stillness and silence.

Far ahead in the distance there is a flutter of filmy cloth. A lavender curtain decorating an open window. The breeze blows through, carrying on it the tinkle of bird song and a laughing stream. I cannot feel the breeze yet, but I know that if I could it would bring elusive scents of beauties unknown. The window is bathed in golden light, with hints of green. A glittering green vine has climbed over the windowsill  reaching tendrils through into the heavy dark forest; but the guardian trees will allow no breach of color and light.

The window beckons but I don’t see a clear path to get there. I fear the doors that lead to places forbidden because someone could come crashing through to bar my way. I fear the leafless trees that reach their crooked hands toward me, threatening to trap me in a merciless grasp.

And yet I move one foot forward. The window beckons.

A Journey into the Wilderness

[Submitted to Poetry Potluck Week 36–Sketches, Images, and Impressions]

16 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Vixter2010
    May 20, 2011 @ 12:24:19

    Very powerful post! Keep going, the right window / door will open and lead you somewhere amazing.

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  2. Hilary Clark
    May 20, 2011 @ 14:44:25

    Wonderful imagery! Fabulous post! Blaze a trail…the adventure will be worth it.

    Reply

  3. CMSmith
    May 20, 2011 @ 16:29:56

    You make me wish I could draw. Don’t stop using your gifts.

    Reply

  4. thepetalpusher
    May 20, 2011 @ 17:30:30

    just forge ahed like you said, and you’ll come out unscathed–you’ll see

    Reply

  5. TheIdiotSpeaketh
    May 20, 2011 @ 19:39:33

    Just don’t stop! Keep moving forward 🙂

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  6. bekaboo
    May 20, 2011 @ 21:32:41

    Such poetic imagery; it feels like something from a dream. I loved the drawing. It is so scary blazing new trails in your life, but the Emerson quote seems perfect for the occasion. Let it inspire you. My best friend always imagined herself in the deep trumpet of a flower peeking out into a dangerous world. Every time she tried to emerge, some ferocious winged insect was waiting to attack. I appreciate that, while you are apprehensive, your subconscious is still bringing up images of doors, which open to new possibilities. There is an underlying optimism in that, despite your all-too-human apprehension.

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  7. Taochild
    May 21, 2011 @ 11:12:06

    Sometimes the best words are the ones that have no letters. And the ones that come from that place within, that font of creation. To me art is about the intent and passion of its creator, and not about the supposed quality of the creation. A paint by number if done well can look amazing, but it is still a paint by number. It will lack soul if the painter just followed the instructions and nothing more. So this, dear sis, is an amazing drawing because it says what you wanted to say 🙂

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    • Lisa Wields Words
      May 21, 2011 @ 11:22:51

      Thanks Steve. You know I’m my own worst critic. I couldn’t quite get the picture in my head onto the page.

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      • Taochild
        May 21, 2011 @ 11:54:19

        Aren’t we all. But just because the creation did not come out exactly as one wishes does not mean it is an less wonderful a creation. Just different then expected is all 🙂

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  8. Jingle
    May 23, 2011 @ 11:40:33

    enchanting sketch,
    lovely prose.
    Thanks for sharing…

    🙂

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  9. the domestic fringe
    May 24, 2011 @ 20:37:29

    Keep going! Love the illustration to go along with your words. Thanks for joining Fiction Friday. Sorry I’m late in getting around to read everyone’s work.
    -FringeGirl

    Reply

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