Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Home

These forests
They call me
They know my name
The dancing leaves whisper it
The gurgling streams mumble it
It lies in rhythmic birdsong
And in the vast hidden skies
Even the smallest organism in the forest knows it
The fragrances that rise and fall, strangely feel like home
It's as if I used to live here
It's as if I never left