Shadows fall
Dark green sycamores
A drop on every leaf
Tip tap...tip tap...
Listen to the forest's rhythm
Travel past the veil of water
To where the clouds touch the earth
Look up
Touch the sky
It's at your fingertips
Cast your eyes behind you
But don't look back on yesterday
See only the future
Standing before you
Dressed in white
Follow
Be quick now
Make haste
Or it will escape you
Pay no heed to things around you
What lies ahead...
Is all that matters now
It will lead you to your destiny.
A beautiful poem. The flow reflects the natural movement of feelings, from the heart, to the source of communication, be it pen and paper or keyboard and computer screen. Kudos. Your other poems are also full of natural intensity and depth. Keep it up. :)