Wind rustled leaves
Are the only sound
In the canopied dark
Concealing memories
Of dizzying nights
Spent wild in the woods

Comforting coldness

the rain falls ferociously

sweeping all sadness

-dnlbllrd

Memories
clinging onto boughs
growing into the skies of evermore
   rooted              in    the                 past   
 scente­d with eternal remembrance
   tinged with shades of wistfulness  
Burgeoning
 with each passing day
  yielding
 fresh
fruits
     to    
 savour

You've been searching for beauty around you
Without realizing it was right there inside you
All along.