I can't tell you where I will be
but I know this climactic forest will always be with me

Whether I am hiding in the seams of the trees
or dancing in the mixed piles of leaves

Running with the wild
or balancing as one on the broken down beams

There is something about the woods that awakens me
shouts with a whistle of a breeze through the soft spoken trees
this is where you were meant to be

Always giving something new to see
just for thee