Nature’s Wisdom: A Poem

Amidst the darkness of trauma and despair, a whisper calls us back—to the trees, the rivers, the mountains, and the sky. This poem explores the cyclical nature of pain and healing, revealing how Mother Earth provides the guidance and strength we often forget we hold within. Let her wisdom lead you back to peace, one breath, one root, one ripple at a time.

Transcript

Life feels so heavy. No relief in sight. Only pain and suffering from wounds once healed now reopened. Why does this keep happening? Why was I born into this? Why do I even try anymore? Everything is against me, Especially myself. I do my best to lick my wounds, But the venom inside is toxic. Everything breaks down. My body, My mind, My spirit, My heart, My life. There's nowhere to go. Nowhere to hide. Just me and my trauma. And then a faint whisper reminds me to gather wisdom. To ask the trees for their roots. To ask the river for its flow. To ask the mountains for their majesty. To ask the wind for its freedom. To ask the sun for its light. To ask the moon for its glow. As the earth touches my bare feet, I feel my roots growing deeper. As my hand enters the water, I feel the flow moving around me. As I reach a mountain peak, I feel the majesty of life from choosing to climb. As the wind hits my face, I feel the freedom of my breath. As the sun kisses my skin, I feel the light rise up within me. As the moon sings me to sleep, I feel the glow of my heart. I have returned to peace. Mother Nature is my savior once again.

Reviews

As I staffed listening to this poem with an open mind I found it a little disturbing but then as the descriptions of nature started I felt at peace with the poem. I find refuge in nature .