Opal Reflections
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Forces of Nature
Forces of Nature
Bleak days tumbled into months un-sunned,
The path lay dormant, absent footfall sound,
Neath cloak of white, in stealth, the damage done.
With man’s best friend, in tandem ’twas begun,
Before the chill they’d set out, forest bound,
Bleak days tumbled into months un-sunned.
But nature’s wont with blizzard force had won,
Encasing sleepy roads with ice-hard gown,
Neath cloak of white, in stealth, the damage done.
Though shrieking children clamored in their fun,
On slickened sled-runs cov’ring verdant ground,
Bleak days tumbled into months un-sunned.
But time stood still as Old Man Winter won,
Deep woods the only solace to be found,
Neath cloak of white, in stealth, the damage done.
She huddled by the fire, staring, stunned,
Aching for her soul-walks with her hound,
Bleak days tumbled into months un-sunned,
Neath cloak of white, in stealth, the damage done.
Written for the weekly photo challenge prompt: Force Of Nature (https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/forces-of-nature/)
After months of being kept away from my favorite walk in woods, by a treacherously icy, snow-covered path, I chose the first, more temperate day of Spring to return; only to find downed trees laying across my path, atop leaves that had fallen before the onrush of winter snow. Only then was I able too see the damage wrought by the forces of nature. More positively though, it is the same force of nature that enables aging trees to self-prune and hibernating creatures to emerge when the time is right. So, too, am I compelled by unseen forces to return to my woodsy solitude.
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Opal Reflections 
Great shot for the theme!
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