Inspired By Frost and Whitman's Roads

Brook
By Evelyn

Weaving in and out
Through trees dancing in the wind
A silence broken in the forest
By the babbling of a brook—
A Spluttering
Gurgling
Laughing brook

Berry bushes skim the surface
Swimmers frolic in the depths
Sending waves
Of carefree clear water
Over its carpeted banks

Though cars speed past
On a road not far away
This brook forges its way ahead
Sometimes trickling
Other times rushing
Towards its ultimate goal--
The sea

Sharp stones
Hinder its movement
A man walks beside this brook
Clearing away debris
Spurring timid water onward

Roaring past in winter
Hastening throughout spring
Lazily flowing by
When days are long and hot
Then shaded by glowing red leaves

No matter what the rate
Her water does not cease to flow
On and on it goes
Towards the sea
Journeying for Thee

Keep up your babbling
Go ahead and gurgle
Let your laughing continue forever
Through the forest of whispering trees
I journey on




undisturbed.
by Hannah Bredberg


silence reigns
in the enticing room at the top of the tower
where books are piled to the ceiling
stretching as high as the eye can see

I am swallowed by a deep chair
nurtured by a roaring fire
turning page after page
getting lost in enchanting tales