Sleepy Sundays: Forest Hymn

Forest Hymn © 2015 CardCastlesInTheSky | Snapping Turtle Publishing
Forest Hymn © 2015 CardCastlesInTheSky | Snapping Turtle Publishing
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Early in my teens I remember a time where there were a lot of arguments with family members going on. There were a lot of changes taking place in my life due to deaths in the family and relocation. Being a wanderer, sometimes during all of the arguing, I’d slip away.

I’d often wander outside and go for walks, looking for some place of peace and quiet and calm. I often found it. On one particular morning, this started up once more. The coffee hadn’t even finished brewing and already they were at each other’s throats. So I took a thermos, snuck some coffee and headed out. No one bothered ask where I was going. It was common practice by this time.

I went up to a little hill area I’d found where we had just moved. If you went far enough up the hill, you could see the parts of the city and NY all from this lush forest that seemed worlds away from the bustling city.

It was a calm I hadn’t known before. A calm that became a welcome feeling. It was maybe my first small baby step toward breaking away from all that madness. As I sat there and took in the sounds of November’s rustling leaves being blown through the area, along with a few birds signaling each other for food, I noticed a rhythm.

The sound brought me far away from any troubles, if only just for some small moments in time.

This artwork was fully inspired by that day.

If you could write a song for something, what would it be?

Have a song-filled Sunday!

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5 thoughts on “Sleepy Sundays: Forest Hymn

  1. Today’s song would be one of the ColdDark and Drizzle, of shoppers like hyenas scanning for choice morsels, and of the pleasing clink of cold, hard cash and a morning well done. It would be of the drifting of consciousness and snuggled-round-about-ness of naps and finally-warm feet. It would be of the languid feeling that All The Jobs might not have to be done RightNow, but that they will get gotten to, somehow, by someone.

    I’m glad you had your escape. 🙂

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