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Where’s Walden III

The Forest and Me

by Gaelyn Galbreath

I walk through the forest
on a nice summer’s day,
where the water trickles
and the breezes play.
The forest’s top sways like a green sea.
And I think to myself, “just the forest and me.”

I sit on a stone under a tree
feeling the forest’s eyes watching me.
It is beautiful, perfect as can be,
sitting in the forest, the forest and me.
Feeling the hard roughness of the stone,
my self, but never alone.

Feeling peaceful, my head to my knees,
closing sleepy eyes under the trees.
I felt no stress when sitting here,
by myself with nothing to fear.
Away from the car smoke, street lamps and lights,
I can only see soft, shiny stars in the forest’s nights.
No one can reach me; from people I’m alone,
I can’t be reached by e-mail, letters or phone.

Away from people, but still not alone.
All around me the forest lends its tone,
from the dirt bugs crawling in the ground where they live
to the birds singing in chirps reaching high,
all of this tone framed by the sky
where it all lives and where it will die.
So I do not know how it could be hard to see
that it is simply the forest, the forest and me.

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