desolate forest

thick or thin

breeze winds through

then scampers away

whispering secrets

and then gusting some to take

thick fog hanging

dampening logs

trickling from leftover rain

caught on thick leaves like spoons

i sit in the middle

let nature dance around me

as if i am a part of it all

the beautiful flow

this is where i’m safe

where i feel alive

energy moving like a powerful waterfall

or a quiet stream

fueling me

this is where i go.