Forest of Green v3
Copyright 2021 Iony Smith
I am that man with dog often seen hiking through
a daily ritual of renewal cleansing with green
calming as soothing warmth filtering in casting
sheen
the forest of green
I am that man seen walking up then down winding
hill
a pilgrimage by so many smiled, cradeled in
green
from dank and damp cool now to sun rays this
gracing scene
in the forest of green
I am that man traveling one foot one step one
moment
stretching curving avenues of wooded dreaming
green
shadows glancing under canopy beside lilting
stream
this forest of green
I am that man slower in stride pausing to
breathe and hydrate
wetting lips with water drips trickling down
under shady green
caressing mirth and gratefully pleased for the
absence of acarine
in the forest of green
I am that man joining the sparrow's dry trill
reposing a creaky branch
the erudite raven in basso kraa perched on limb
leaves in green
live life and die death sounds simple now and
not so labyrinthine
a quiet heart and a seeing eye frames this thriving canvas
ecology
forest of green
I am that man in the heart of all who I am with
and with me
moving streaming leaning with tall timbers in green
pine needle signatures seated dirt dweller's
unseen
their whispering and clicking for all to listen
then here (be)
in this forest of green
I am that man bending descending wishing and
ascending
passing stout gnarled oaks regal redwoods in
century green
up and down nature's ravine a basket of gems to
glean
the forest of green
I am that man as many of similar mind and mood
following dreams
thinner at times yet immersed and mindful in
deeper swaths of green
returning often for as long as the winds blow
thoughts in opaline
transfixed stupefied added to bemused with
healing
the forest in green is mentoring me
the forest in green has become me
the forest in verdant green
I am that man seen walking here in the forest
of green
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