by Maytal
The trees whisper amongst themselves,
secrets that I will never know
The wind rushes through the fallen leaves,
allowing them to dance,
putting on an effortless show.
Rocks shift beneath my body,
& the ground shifts beneath the rocks ever so slightly,
Moving all at once, the sun peaks through the clouds,
shining brightly.
Demanding to be seen,
& all the more to be felt.
The rays of light pour down from the sky,
finding Earth, Water, & Being on which they may melt.
I breathe in the world around me,
the stream rejoices at the chance to run free,
Restricted by nothing at all, like the stream,
I find myself wishing to be.
But for now, I will walk, one step at a time,
Nature consumes me, what a feeling so sublime!