Updated: Apr 13, 2021
When I go to the forest, I am a child in wonderland.
A secret password & gesture
permits my entrance
in a way I believe
is a magical way.
How many worlds we walk in
in this world, I do not know.
I only hope to honor them as best I can.
You see, I prefer the company of trees.
I pray to co-habit the realm in which they live.
Join in communion of root to tip-
gathering the heavens and elements
breath by breath, day after day.
These silent moments are my precious gems.
These opportunities to touch the wildness
of the world with my own.
Reach for the vision that only comes
if and when it means to.
It is here I come to learn,
train to sense the subtle,
open the ancient gates that once
allowed humans and plants to speak
The aroma of needle and deep earth,
skin to forest floor and crisp spring air.
In this land of giant kin
beyond word or form
in the language of the heart.
In the company of trees
recall a faint memory
that is neither here nor there
beckons me home,
I need them.
We all do.
All I can say is Thank You.
All I can do is my best
to protect and revere
The Sacredness of who they are.