On Writing

Poem 167 – Sway


See the forest for its trees
Touch bark, caress wounds
Listen to the choir
of leaves opening

When a tree falls
It will – triumphantly
Be witness
Trust in the exchange

of delicate decay
& rebirth
Be the forest, hold its breeze
Expect to sway

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