Forest Walking

Wish I could converse –one harmonic voice blendedin a symphony of birdsong –but my tongue stumblesreveals me as interloper As much as I tread softlyover forest floor, my misstepscrackle, alert the denizensdanger is about – no imploringcan reverse the impression Nature’s sensitivity is finely tunedand I am urban-scented, barelytolerated, seldom trusted –must bear my reverence […]

Forest Walking

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