what the trees know I




I fell into the silence
walking through long shadows
between the trees
turned against the light
I didn’t ask the sun
in passing
if he knew me
did he recognize the curve
of my body
the scent of my hair
it no longer mattered
if it ever did
I fell into shadows
long lines made
by trees standing on the hill
blinking at the blue sky
each step lost
in deep moss and muddy trail
I fell into the river’s song
the breathing of trees
and winding path
three deer met
unexpected hello
a hawk watched
I returned to the beginning
leaving the fall behind


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