In the shade of the fallen tree…

In the shade of the fallen tree…
My ears ring with quiet…
I feel like a hawk returning to the sky…
Or, as if once again, I am a 1 year old pup.

Watching nature govern itself…
Leaves spread like blackberry jam…
Nature’s sounds resolving into a language of their own…
In this feeling, I endure forever.

There are no hands, ticking time forward…
No suspicion, staring at me with so many eyes…
Here is a time for laughter…
Here is a time for joy.

Ha! So you are willing to sit with me!
Did I soothe you out of your coil?
Can you stop judging your neighbors?
Because here, there are no frowns.

In the shade of the fallen tree…
The good becomes common…
Gorgeous as a rainbow…
Handsome and harmless.

I love you,

Annie