My love showed me a graphic that said Forests = For Rest and I really loved that. So I played with that concept in this poem.
A Forest Is for Rest
A forest is for rest, Where nature finds its peace, Greenery gently breathing, A sanctuary’s sweet release.
A forest is greenery resting, In quiet, tranquil grace, A symphony of stillness, In this soothing, verdant place.
A forest is rest, Each leaf a whisper soft, Branches weave a cradle, Where the soul is gently aloft.
Slowly breathing and resting, The forest holds its breath, A rhythm pure and timeless, In the hush of life’s caress.
A forest is for rest, A haven calm and free, The place to relax and rest, In nature’s serenity.
