“You as a Forest”

I listen to the shelter of you
The sweeping canopy cradling the day and night of me
The moon rising in your branches
The stars falling in the sweep of your hair
I see the feet of your forest
The fingers, the limbs
The concave and convex of you
The light that falls around the perimeter
I smell your maple
fern, ivy

The light serpentine
falling through the rings
of redwoods

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