IN WINTER WOODS

When in the woods one winter day
I saw things that would usually lie
behind a veil of verdant leaves
hidden from all passersby

trees lose their summer clothes and then
they are exposed with branches bare
and one can see to kingdom come
remarkable what now is there

the woods before were thick with brush
and blocked from sight were hidden views
in stubbornness I always pushed
it was a struggle going through

sheltered from exploring eyes
a new perspective lies in store
uncovered in the season's change
are places that it held before

in winter woods there is regret
its secrets can no more be kept
we now at last can finally see
the sights it held in mystery

into the woods then, step by step
the way is clear for me to go
these woods will change again I know
yet charm remains there, ever so.


© d.knape
February 27, 2017

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