Surrounded by trees

home again,

surrounded by trees.

my dearest trees.

weeping leaves.

arms of branches.

they know I’m here.

they know I love them.

they feel me and I feel them.

they are aware.

they know things.

there is nothing I like better

than to be surrounded by trees.

for, they call out to me.

and, I see God’s light through their branches.

they so silently tell me things

and fill me with peace.

while we embrace each other

without touching.

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