When the sky’s full of clouds
There’s nothing to see
The crickets are loud
And there’s no one but me
When the rivers fall quite
And the wind seems to roar
When nothing is light
And life is a chore
Go to the woods
The middle of here
Just breathe in the good
And let out your fear
Then the night ends in peace
And all starts to cease
This is a poem I wrote when I was looking for some peace in my life. I actually wrote it while I was out on a walk through the 30- acres that my family used to own. the sky had already turned dark and the stars were just coming out, but I couldn’t get any sleep. So I grabbed my phone, a sweatshirt, slipped on my converse, and decided to go walking in the dark – through the woods, to the open clearing, at night, with only my phone to right the way. well, it was a full moon, that night so I didn’t actually need to use my phone flashlight.
So I was walking along this path, in the dark, with the moon being bright enough to see. The crickets were the loudest thing around and the only sound I could hear. It hadn’t rained for a while, so the path was pretty dry and covered in a mix of small rocks, dead crunchy leaves, and dead brown pine straw. Plus it’s Mississippi, so most of the trees were super tall evergreen pine trees looming over my path, mixed with other kinds of trees that I don’t know the names of.
After walking for a couple of minutes, I arrive at the clearing to the back of our 30- acres of land. The stars are fully out by this point and I was able to pinpoint where the little and big dippers were in the dark, hazy sky. And so I just stood in the clearing, letting the calm of the woods wash away my worry.
Eventually, it got super cold, (plus there were coyotes howling a little ways off and I was alone in the dead of night. it got freaky fast.) and my plan had worked. I felt very much relieved as I walked back to my house. Walking in the woods at night can be very peaceful.
There’s nothing better than looking at the stars on a chilly night, it is one of the best things.
This was such a great blog and actually made me reflect on how much I may dismiss the beauty of nature. I feel like I need to reflect now, Thank you for sharing what I didn’t realize I needed to hear
I love this! The poem and the narrative portion of this blog are both beautifully written and flowed really well.
This was such a lovely read. 🙂 It’s a lot like my house at night. I really miss being able to ride my bike up and down my driveway in the chill air and hear the crickets and cicadas chirp. That’s the main thing I miss from home.