Dear Daphne, my dryad dream
Identifying spirit, we are one and the same in different spheres
Speak to me like you do each afternoon
Tell me again the tale of the towering Oak
Ready, I am, to dance in the eternal greens, nuances of healing
Abhorrence for romantic pursuance, you and I prefer to just be
Craic; joy in nature- freedom found is forlorn not, frolicking forever
Transform me, please; take me with you to the woodlands
Inquiries, my inquiries to the forest, speaking Elven, Sylvan, Common
Oft, I long to be with you; blend me in with earth-tone hues
Nearby, my Apollo hunts; unlike you, he always catches up to me
About the Creator
Marilyn Glover
Poetry is my first love of writing and will always be. My debut Jungian-themed chapbook, Shadow's Reprieve, is available now on Amazon.
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