do not look for me
I have run into a forest
I will not return
the air is better here
I can see
it is wonderful.
the trees are absolutely lovely
they talk to me about birds and grape vines
no torrent of energy or mind.
there are flowers in my feet
the song is not of the birds, but of the earth
don't call for me
this is my home.
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 6:26 PM UTC
do not look for me
I have run into a forest
I will not return
the air is better here
I can see
it is wonderful.
the trees are absolutely lovely
they talk to me about birds and grape vines
no torrent of energy or mind.
there are flowers in my feet
the song is not of the birds, but of the earth
don't call for me
this is my home.
