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Tuesday, October 31, 2023

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Sometimes hurt

sometimes pain

grows to be

too much

you find the need to get away

the need to be alone

too much

Nature calls

opens its hand to beckon

Large oaks curling like fingers

you’re taken

from your Burger King world

to the land of the King of the jungle

a land ruled by beauty

a land without rules

 you can go there

to the rows of pine

standing in line

 you can go there, 

and hear bird calls 

the footprints

 you can go there

stand alone

surrounded by trees

feel the forest breathe

       in and out

let the cool breath run over

and through you 

 you can go there

see the

pristine white ocean

the island floating in its vastness

see the 

light filter down

shadows dancing

see the

gravesite

the mourning trees

see the

stench of death

let it envelop

so you may release it from your grasp

Let go

let nature guide you

let them show you the way

follow the path

follow the trees

follow them to a serene pasture

let them show you my place

let them take you away

far away

from this life

see the broken leaves

and see the scarred trees

let nature show you the way

feel the oneness with yourself

feel the closeness with your body

do you see something?

see the clearing

my crying spot

feel the relief coming from it

feel your own relief

don’t feel your pain

let it go

you can go there

come on follow me

you can go there

we’ll go together

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