The Dark and Wild Woods

Along the shady wooded path,
Not ours to know what lies ahead,
Walk on we must
To and beyond what
Pit, fallen bough, or wooded creature we dread.
With a huntsman’s bow and quiver,
Straight spine and sure foot,
Whatsoever springs upon us
Overcome or not, we embrace as the way of the wild and dark woods.
G

7 Comments
  1. Beautiful words, beautiful woods. Moving down the path we occasionally stop, reflect and give thanks because we know there is light at the end of the path.

  2. Thank you Gino…beautiful words as always. Think about writing a song about the wood; you did so with the river….

    Greetings Andreas

  3. Beautifully captured sentiment! I have often hiked in the woods with a bit of trepidation and always felt great joy as I entered the clearing. You have such a talent for evocative imagery. I’ve wondered how you would describe water as the witness to the history of all life, melting from the peaks to the tiny crevices in the caves. Something we ignore in this age. Thank you for sharing your inspiring creativity. Tricia

  4. Life is an adventure.

  5. Life is like a forest full of paths to take. Every path is different and unique.

  6. Hi Gino, wish I had met you once. You were my first singing-teacher 🙂 I learned from you, from the album Storm at Sunup. Only short ago I heard you were living in Holland for a while. I didn’t know that… (shit)
    Well, my 4 years older Master, I wish you all the best!
    With love, Michiel

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