Redwood Magic

My hubby and I recently visited our favorite park to hang out with the redwoods. As always, a poem was to be born, but this time, two…I’m sharing a few photos along with the poems that I hope you enjoy and maybe even relate to. Does one speak to you more deeply than the other? I’d love to hear your thoughts…

Magic

We needed
magic today,
an elixir
for our spirits,
so our favorite park
sent gentle whispers
on the autumn breeze
as we listened
with intent.
Just a short drive
on long stretches
and some winding
like an S.

We slowly enter
into this sanctuary,
another universe.

The enchantment
of redwoods
whirls around us,
a balm for our
hearts and minds.

We stroll along
the glistening creek,
observing the brilliant blue
from sunโ€™s reflection.

The majesty
of the tall giants
embraces us โ€“
a moment, a place,
an experience
good for the soul.

Their Gift

Do the redwoods
feel sorrow and elation?

Can they sense the heaviness
in our hearts as we wander
through the grove?

We may never know
the answer, but being
in their presence
deters thoughts that
shouldnโ€™t be let loose.

Their majestic aura,
a protective embrace,
welcomed as we inhale
their delicate fragrance
of earthy undertones.

I feel the beat of my heart
slowing – a calm flowing
through my veins.
He experiences the same.

Fingers entwined, we stroll
among the tall giants,
a family connected
through deep roots,
and we offer our
sincerest gratitude
for their selfless gift.

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67 thoughts on “Redwood Magic

  1. Both of these poems are lovely and filled with deep emotion. I think I prefer the second one more for its simplicity and strong feelings. The connection between trees and family makes so much sense to me. The redwoods are amazing.

    1. Thanks for your beautiful comment, Darlene. I’m glad you liked both poems and appreciate you sharing your favorite. I agree with your words about the connection of trees and family. We can never get enough of these magnificent giants. โค๏ธ

  2. Wonderful poetry and images, Lauren. Sounds as if you and your husband experienced some shinrin-yoku (forest bathing). I love trees, and redwoods are just about as majestic as you can get when it comes to trees. When I was a tiny kid (prior to moving to the farm in Utah when I was four years old), we lived near Dinuba in central California for a while, and Sequoia National Park is right up the road from there. Those elder giants are breath-taking. I’m glad you were able to hang out and de-stress in the forest for a bit. I’ll bet it was rejuvenating. ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Thanks so much, Mike, and yes, forest bathing it was! And I’m not surprised that you love trees in general. Sequoia National Park was our first camping trip in 1988. It was beautiful to say the least, and we saw a black bear but not up close. ๐Ÿ™‚ Exciting though, and the beginning of our camping adventures. You were lucky to live nearby, a great memory and breathtaking is a perfect description!
      It was nice for us to get away to a place that isn’t far but feels like a whole new world. The forest and trees never disappoint, do they? Very rejuvenating. โค๏ธ

    1. Hi Maggie, thanks so much for your wonderful words and for sharing your favorite. I don’t think we can ever have too much of peace and calm. I’m glad you enjoyed the photos too. We live in a beautiful area, but we’re thinking of moving in retirement. If that happens, we wish we could take this park with us. ๐Ÿ™‚ It would be missed. โค๏ธ

      1. Hi Lauren, it was my pleasure to read your words and look at the beautiful photographs.
        I agree with you๐Ÿ™.
        In this crazy superfast technological age, peace is like gold.
        Lots of hugs ๐Ÿ’–

  3. BEAUTIFUL poems – and I relate to them. My guy and I “forest bathe” in the NE woods weekly. So different from the redwoods and forests we walked though when we lived in the Bay Area. But all trees soothe and breathe life and calm into our hearts and lungs.

  4. Poetry and photography just seem to go together, don’t they? I look forward to walking among the redwoods someday, Lauren, and I’m sure I’ll feel their peace. You can’t make us choose between the poems! But I did say “oooh” to these lines:

    “Their majestic aura,
    a protective embrace,
    welcomed as we inhale
    their delicate fragrance
    of earthy undertones.”

    Beautiful. That’s just how I feel in a forest.

    1. They sure do, Diana, and like sunsets, I have a million photos of redwoods. ๐Ÿ™‚ This one is a favorite with the sun peeking through. I got lucky! I know you’d love the redwoods, but I’m sure it’s just as peaceful where you live. I’m glad you enjoyed both poems, and thanks for pointing out those lines. Have fun with your dad on the river! ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ

    1. Hi Marina, I’m so happy you relate to both poems. Music to my ears. ๐Ÿ™‚ And who can’t use a little magic now and then? Thanks for your lovely words and enjoy your Sunday too, dear friend. โค๏ธ๐Ÿโค๏ธ

  5. Thank you Lauren for both sharing the Gift of the beauty of your words through your poems, but also the Magic of the Woods… They were both wonderful… Thank you.. Have a peaceful Sunday my friend xx โค

  6. โ€œthe soil exhaled and my lantana sang โ€œHallelujah!โ€ ~ย Octoberโ€™s Miracle\ ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿฝ

    You know where to go to breathe in magic and Iโ€™m sure you get it every time. Those giant trees are leviathans that have lived long enough to know the deepest desires of our hearts. Give in. Iโ€™m glad you were in each otherโ€™s company.
    Be well, Lauren. Blessings.

    (Loved both poems) xoxo

    1. I remember that line, Selma! ๐Ÿ™‚ Yes, I know where to go to breathe in magic, and this park is just the place! You would love it! Thanks for your lovely, lovely words, my friend. I’m glad you loved these poems. Have a good Monday! ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ

  7. Dear Lauren,

    Once again the power of the Redwoods comes to soothe.
    Nature gives and takes. We have no choice but to accept.
    Therefore, I believe nature is a path: to solace, to understanding, to compassion, to riches one can’t put in the bank, to home and to our greater selves.

    You have written 2 glorious poems here.
    They both speak loudly.
    At this time, I can not hear one speak over the other. Perhaps one day.

    Big hugs.
    xoxoxo

    1. Gosh, Resa, your words about nature are so poetic, I wish I had written them. But I agree with you about nature being a path to….And I love how both poems speak loudly to you. You are a writer, my friend. Thanks so much for these lovely words that soothe and comfort. Big hugs to you! ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚

      1. Wow! Thank. you for the compliment, Lauren.
        Words come out of me when they/I are moved to do so.
        If I sit and try to write poetry, it comes out doggerel.

        Big hugs back!
        ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿค—

  8. So happy that you found this spiritual space where your thoughts and emotions could merge with the magic of the redwoods. Truly touching poems and lovely photos. It’s certainly not hard to see, Lauren, how its calmness is a favorite park.

  9. Lovely photos Lauren, we can feel the peace of this place.
    Love the first one – I think all is about some kind of magic and more we look, more we can see it. It’s a great gift for our hearts.
    Thanks so much for sharing part of your special moments.
    Love flowing to you ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

  10. Amazing post. Both poems flowed effortlessly, with grace. I most resonate with the first photo for some reason. The angle is magical. And I do think trees can sense our sorrow but I believe they may have sorrows of their own.

  11. Lauren, your gorgeous words and the visuals too, seem so familiar to my feelings striding through endless forest groves, rich with the scents and sensations of nature abound. I feel gifted for having enjoyed the countless and healing strolls through nature’s paths, in a very real sense spiritual experiences to be cherished always. Life tends to delay my return to engulf my spirit through your words, but those treasured words always feel the essence of calling me home. Beautiful.

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