I could see the forest;
I was standing far away;
but you only feel the lost
fawn stumbling; the path,
washed over by leaves;
a baby bird, fallen; not
to be found; a startled bear,
searching for her cub;
surprising a fearful hiker;
a random path, cut by
rain without permission;
the shadows, so jealous
of the sunlight; allowing,
if only for a moment, it’s
life; losing the colors of
its past, without memory
or sentiment; sentiment;
only to give birth just in
time for another fire; yes,
you only could think it as
just that old thing; it was
only a sundress; worn so
many times before; but it
was the magic of the rain
forest; the teeming life
within, with the spirit and
the glory of a your soul;
you can't decide if you're
it's mother or it's lover;
but the gaps between each
strand of your hair; filled
by my hands, like the
sunlight begging the dark
shadows for forgiveness;
while my eyes search
your heart for the path
the breeze carves each
day, wet with the dew
shaken from the leaves
that wish they were you
