In The Woods

Into the woods I go
Where trees are just trees
and don’t need to be decorated
But are stately by themselves
Their vibrating presence surrounds me
I run, I stamp my feet
May all my tears be released
And may mother earth carry my burden
When I can’t carry it myself no more

©RoseGirl2018

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