#972 - through the floating forest

 

 

972

through the floating forest

 

and all of this a life amidst

 

each tree, journey just begun

tracks out of thin air

we follow

 

for dark and bright thereof

for stars

 

birch misted

silver with a moon

 

sometimes for our conversation

forest of words afloat

 

in buttress webs of root

foothold handhold first

 

come paddling, all paws

dodge as must

tail to tuck

 

through a floating forest

to where some leaf aloft

nor mere machine

 

music there much as we make

rises to occasion

 

as if we could

just as they do

as if we’d climb

up through branches

 

so we are away

 

nobody says a word