I knew before I even left that place that I would return
again one day of many to see the waters flow
and hear more clearly that voice in the trees
soft laughter as shadows coalesced
and the apple blossoms spilled out their soul to the air
Only an open gate between two halves of the world—
on one side something like paradise
on the other a mirror image cry for help
pulling at flesh as the reflection distorts
and the highway rushes uncaring past
this, the smallest corner of existence
where quiet pleas are tattooed on the walls in blood—
the crying out of a voiceless shadow
begging to see the apple blossoms one last time
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Have you ever felt yourself drawn to a location for a reason you couldn’t quite understand?
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Photo by Dominika Roseclay from Pexels
Mitchel David Ring 
10 responses to “Apple Blossoms”
Beautiful offering friend thanks for sharing
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Beautiful ❤️
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Have you ever felt yourself drawn to a location for a reason you couldn’t quite understand?
Yes. Always. And I like to think about it as ‘The heart has its reasons which Reason knows nothing of’, and the point for me is to not my heart further questions, for I believe that the Heart knows. And, beautiful poem of yours.
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Beautiful way of looking at it (: and thank you!
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Yes. To this day I still find myself drawn to the location pictured in this post, even though I live 30 miles away now:
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Beautiful! And great post to capture the feeling of the place. Cheers (:
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Thank you! This place is about 30 miles from where I live now in 2020, and once a year since 2016 I have done a long all day bike ride that includes the place in the picture on that post. (In fact, I took that picture on one of those rides a couple years ago.) I think I can still do it with all the craziness going on in 2020; I’ll just have to bring a face covering for the bus ride home. I can’t ride all the way there and back home.
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Well good luck on the ride! Both there and back, stay safe (:
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There’s actually a place that I make a point of travelling through quite regularity now because the first time I saw it I felt a strong sense of “home”. A back road in the middle of northern Saskatchewan, no buildings, just trees and a small dirt road. A twisting path through the woods. Strange how things are familiar when there seems to be no rational reason.
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That sounds like a beautiful place. There’s something about the woods that just gets inside the soul. Love it when out of nowhere places just feel like home!
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