The forest lies in rest
Silence wafting like fog
Hiding trees and concealing logs
It sweeps over me
A sends me to reprieve
Where something happened you'll never believe
The trees whispered to me
Told of all the thing they've learned
Of time, of life, of the feeling of being burned
I just lay there, quietly
Hearing every word they spoke
Till I filled with wisdom from willow and oak
The lessons I was taught
Were teachings we had lost
Like trees lose leaves with frost
But I'll never forget them
As long as I shall live
Sharing all I have to give
There is not way to say it
In our mortal speech
But in the voice of a smooth barked beech
But what I know now
Is to always try to grow
And forget to do so
Plants your roots deep
But climb towards the sky
Up to the sun on high
Branch out far and wide
Spread your shade for others to rest
Make limbs strong for birds to nest
I give this now to you
The one who reads my words
So that you might be assured.
Hello Internet! I'm a person (not a robot), and I can type things into a computer (hard to believe but true). One day, I was bored, and was thinking about thinking, so I made a blog. And the moral of this story is: don't run with scissors.
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