
Day 4
I read the long shadows
here as I bathe
in the deep forest air
like cards spread out
along fallen trees and soft moss
what does the spring breeze
carry to me
as the sun plays in the canopy?
a message of hope?
of love?
of healing?
a warning?
the ants do not care
busying themselves
with their work
walking well traveled pathways
the fish do not care
busying themselves
swimming in the current
after the melt
looking for food on the surface
the crows care
watching from the highest limbs
hopping from branch to branch
calling to each other
listening
what do you tell me
in this quiet moment?
I breathe
I walk
I wonder
what the trees know
~
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