Thursday, January 19, 2006

The Heart of Janie

And Janie wrote …

"The sound of dried pine needs…"

an absence of the mind?
the voice of soul over will?
a Freudian slip?
a heart beat beyond my hearing?

There are many songs of the forest
that one only hears in absence --
a primordial cry, perhaps
to come --
to walk --
to listen --

and then to ever wander,
becoming a forest of dreams --
in which others may tread softly --
hear a 'message gentle',
and know of needs --
and the silence
of the trees.

papa 01/19/06


At 6:27 PM, Blogger Janie Hart said...


Thankyou so much for taking an interest in my writing and responding like this.

Also thankyou to everybody else who regularly comments on my work - it is much appreciated and it leaves a good feeling when you know that you can return the favour (and enjoy doing so!). This faraway tree experience is the best writing journey I've ever been on.


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