Ligna Coram Nobis

by Vera Campbell   Nov 18, 2021


These trees before me, sing so peacefully.
Their words are mixed with the breeze.
The snow falls gently, surrounding us in white.
Must we ruin it all?
Why is it so easy to ruin such beauty?
Alone, I am alone, a pondering tone.
Darkness surrounding, a comfort in its place.
Who are we to be what we cannot see?
Who are we to become what no one else has done?
Darkness surround these trees, I come to be at peace.
A final peace.
The last piece.
A finished puzzle.

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Love the Latin in the title! The visuals in this are calming, soothing and make me want to surrender myself, all my doubts and fears, to a forest. Alone with the beauty, yet not feeling scared or anxious or threatened. The two questions you later ask in the piece remind me of our potential to connect with things we cannot see. We may think trees are just trees, but nature is powerful. It holds secrets and meaning and so much more. The end with the "peace" and "piece" is neat! Kind of cryptic, holding some mystery, but leaving the reader with knowing that you found peace and maybe are a part of something larger than yourself.

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