Anything is Possible!

With Love, Hope, and Perseverance

Dreams of Wild Communion


mossy forest from pixabay

When I was 12, I loved to roam through the woods.

Sometimes, I’d travel with other “tomboys.”

That’s what my mom called us.

It was a term of endearment.

Other times,  I was lucky enough

to have a dog as my companion.

Rarely, I went by myself.

It was the 60’s and Mom didn’t worry about me

going off by myself for hours.

I followed some paths made by humans

and narrow trails made by deer.

I studied their tracks

and those of a racoon or possum.

Every now and then, I found their bones

And brought them home like treasures.

Once I almost stepped on a big grey snake

as it slithered away from me

to hide in the protective undergrowth.


One  spring day,

I walked deep into the woods.


I’d  be afraid to go alone today,

but back then, I reveled in the solitude,

taking communion from the trees.

I came to a small stream

Offering up a bed of moss

large enough to spread out on if I wanted to.

The sun fell just right across the green carpet

while the stream itself was shaded by slender branches.

I can almost remember weeping willow tresses

hanging over the stream

from the  opposite side.


I lie on my stomach

prop  up on elbows

and look into the water as it flows

around stones and over pebbles.


rocks in stream

I dip my fingers into the stream

and taste its coolness,

Feel the sun on my back and legs,

I rest my head on the soft moss,

Stretch my arms out on the carpet

Palms open to the earth

and close my eyes.

One ear listens to the hum of insects

The other to the hum of the earth.

I believe I could stay here forever.


Mossy waterfall from pixabay


Earth day is April 22. But the earth deserves more than one day. So, here at Anything is Possible, I declare the month of April, Earth month!

For the month of April, I plan to write about the earth.

(I found the top and bottom photos on pixabay. They remind me of dreams and memories. The one of  rocks in the stream was taken in Connecticut.)

Author: JoAnna

An open minded, tree-hugging Jesus follower, former counselor, and life-long lover of animals, I'm returning to my creative roots and have published my first book: Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again as well as the short version: From Loneliness to Love.

16 thoughts on “Dreams of Wild Communion

  1. This is so beautiful! I was like that too, wandering around in the forest alone, even in the pitch black night!! 😊😊. Would never do that today 😊😊

    • Thank you. Trini. I’m so glad we had these experiences and carry these memories with us. At least we can still wander though not so alone.

  2. Lovely, JoAnna! I was and still am a tomboy. I still love to roam the woods alone. That’s wonderful about declaring April Earth Month.

  3. This was beautifully vivid! If only the world were safe enough now, to let our kids roam the land for hours and truly appreciate nature.

  4. Good for you. I may join in with you on that after tomorrow. 🙂 ❤

  5. Beautiful and serene! Coming back to the usual traffic outside is really disappointing after this journey to the woods with you 😀
    Very beautifully drawn details in the lap of mother Earth 🙂
    Happy Earth month ! 😃

    • Thank you, Prateek, for this lovely compliment! You can always come back to the woods, here, or in your mind, or in your life! Happy Earth month! 🙂

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  8. Ah!! Yes the winning poem…beautiful! I, too, roamed the woods in my youth. I knew the trails like the back of my hand. A wild child…that is where I felt safe…I was more afraid of humans than any of God’s creatures in the woods!! Much love…have a fantastic time at the conderence!! ♡♡

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