Just Writing

What Secrets

[My last post gave me a huge wave of “Did I really just post that?” guilt. So, here is a poem I wrote quite some time ago. I hope you enjoy it!]

What Secrets

What secrets does the Earth hold

When the world is pure with snow

When the gray skies stretch to a far horizon

And hint at the things they know

 

What secrets does the Earth hide

When the rest buds anew

When grasses shoot from the ground beneath

That knows of fallen blooms

 

What secrets does the Earth save

When all about keeps on

When the sun rises, a golden orb in the sky

With rays all knowing of once upon

 

What secrets does the Earth begin to whisper

In the autumn when all seems old

When it tickles the mind that all was once different

That there are so many tales untold

 

What secrets does the Earth bury deep

Secrets of people and things from days of ancient time

When words were not written, but spoken by mouth

And of nothing remains but a rhyme

 

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