Work Text:
There is something deep in the forest.
It can be hard to find.
But in the quiet whisper of wind in leaves,
And the hum of life,
It is there.
There is comfort deep in the forest.
In sunlight dappled ground,
Calm emerald of an afternoon,
And moonlight through branches at midnight,
It is there.
There is solitude deep in the forest.
Nature mourns a sadness that is not mine,
Healing wounds I don’t possess.
There is only what is outside myself.
It is there.
There is peace deep in the forest.
I exist only as a tiny part,
A wandering adventurer.
Such a beautiful feeling of seclusion.
I am there.