On this forest path

 

Standing,

head in the clouds,

birds singing all around.

Standing proud,

arms outstretched,

to give them place to nest.

Barely noticing the way

that time can pass.

This viridian mass,

the congregation of trees,

on this forest path.

 

Huddled close,

the overflow.

The thicket groves

of this undergrowth.

Umbrella canopy above,

a shelter

to witness beauty. To sit

and feel the air breathe

it's eternal love.

 

The branches entwine,

writhing snakes

or lovers

in passionate embrace.

Malachite hair flows

like waterfalls rushing

over cliffs of rough textured skin,

I close my eyes

and breathe it all in.

The woody air,

the sweet scent 

of grasses and leaves,

infused with 

memories and dreams.

the scent 

of apple green hope, 

and love

that shines like the sun

through the branches above.

 

 

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