Image credit; James Wheeler @ Unsplash
This is not my usual walk
through the woods with my daughter
Today I am alone,
walking through God’s Fingers
A warm touch of heaven, I tell myself
My feet leave the ground
My body lifted to the top of the canopy
I hover there like some high wire act
From a forgotten circus
My heart in my mouth
The land lies before me
A giant monopoly board
With houses, hotels,
a patchwork quilt of adventure
From here I cannot see people
I assume them to be Tom Thumb sized
While I am Gulliver, overlooking Lilliput
For a moment,
my mind wonders how I will get down
Am I expected to climb?
A firm swift movement
lowered my feet to the ground
I found my daughters hand in mine
It’s twelve o clock and all’s well…
© Anita Dawes 2021
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Beautiful poem and image to go along with it, Anita. I love the lines: “Today I am alone, / walking through God’s fingers” Gorgeous.
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Thank you, Diana…
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A beautiful, intriguing adventure in the forest. Thanks Anita for joining in.
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Glad you liked it, Sadje…
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👍🏽👍🏽👍🏽
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Beautiful piece of work Anita
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Thank you!
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Beautiful. I love the line ‘walking through God’s fingers’. Bravo, Anita 🙂
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What a lovely thing to say, thank you, Harmony… 💕
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