Into the Forest

Into the forest you go,
a decision to become lost,
to simply see new paths
and the constant amazement
of where you come out.

About this poem

The older I get, the less I believe I am in control. It’s taken a while, but I have become OK with that, and more than a little bemused. A poem about life. A poem about forests. Poetry is never about one thing.

The painting is one of mine. Into the Forest.

Tom