The Fading Darkness
In the woods, where silence speaks in rhymes,
Awakening whispers herald timeless times,
Beneath the canopy, where shadows play,
Nature's theatre, a woodland ballet.
The birch and pine, with branches bare,
Hold tales of frost in the frozen air.
Yet deep within, a stirring hush,
As woodland whispers turn to a lush.
Footsteps echo in the thawing ground,
A dance with spring, a harmonious sound.
Nature's canvas shifts, a palette reborn,
As winter retreats, and life is adorned.
With every thaw, a hope's reborn,
A whisper soft, a silent morn,
Where snowflake's kiss turns into dew,
And skies of grey to skies of blue.
As the mossy path winds its way,
From icy stillness to a verdant sway.
The forest, once in silence bound,
Now hums with life, a whispered sound.
So let the fading darkness fade,
And welcome in the light arrayed,
For in the transition from dark to bright,
We find our strength, our endless light.
It’s been over a decade since I sat down and actually wrote some poetry. I’ve been doing a lot of searching over the last couple of months and trying to figure out how I can express myself more in a way that feels natural to me. A lot of my work is about connection and communication and it’s been interesting learning about my own styles / tendencies more with a view to self betterment and development.
"The Fading Darkness" is about the journey that we all take in life. For me it’s both through the beautiful woodlands I regularly walk with loved ones and my dogs, but also the metaphorical transition emerging from winter into spring..reconnecting with the world after a time of hibernation and awakening refreshed. “Footsteps echo on the thawing ground”, symbolising the shared dance of humanity with the changing seasons.
“As the mossy path winds its way” signifies more than just a trail through the woods; it becomes a metaphor for our own hearts and spirits thawing. So, as the fading darkness graciously makes way, let's embrace this transition together. It's a collective dance with the changing seasons, a shared whisper as we all emerge from a period of quiet.
As winter takes a step back to witness a rebirth, adorning the once-silent woods with a vibrant palette of life. The transition becomes a metaphor for personal growth, as individuals navigate their own paths from a season of introspection and quietude to a time of vibrancy and connection. Just as the woodland shifts and is adorned with life, so too do individuals find renewal and transformation within themselves.
So, let the fading darkness fade,
And welcome in the light arrayed,
For in the transition from dark to bright,
We find our strength, our endless light.
Till next time. Ol. x