Safe in the Forest – A Poem

I find myself back

at the edge

of the forest.

After taking only a few steps

past the line of trunks

who bend toward me as if

welcoming me home

do I realize that

this is not my forest.

The trees are fresh and new

and there is no blood dripping

from the leaves.

I can see the multi-coloured

jade and emerald of the leaves

and it brings me hope

as I walk deeper

into the forest.

I find you

at the end of a pathway,

looking into the shadows

of the trees.

You look at me and take my hand.

I hold on to you,

hoping that I can keep you from harm,

but I know that it

has already happened.

You would not be here

if you were fine.

As you look into the shadows,

becoming acquainted with

what lays inside of you,

I silently promise

that I will pay the blood toll

when the leaves come to collect.

I will hold out my arms

when the trees

come to wrap their vines around you.

I will pull you from the sludge

when the mudslides try to cover your body

so that you cannot breathe.

I’ve lived in the forest for so long now,

but this is your first time.

I hold onto your hand

and I promise to

keep you

safe.

One Comment on “Safe in the Forest – A Poem

  1. This is an amazing experience I must say. There’s nothing like soaking in nature; a feeling of wellness and calm suddenly well up on the inside which can’t be easily explained…

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