Among the Trees

I love to walk among the trees,

To listen as the wind turns the leaves.

I like the sun, as it dapples the ground,

With streaming beams, shining down.

To smell the earth wearing forest perfume,

A mixture of loam, and leaf, with copious bloom.

The woods are refuge from unnatural life,

An oasis from our technologically induced strife.

A place where nature is still allowed to be free,

And, when I go there, I realize, what it means to be me.