Forest Trail
I am the forest trail
steep and dangerous
expansive and free
my rocks could be your bearings
or they could give away under your feet
I can offer water and refuge
or a maze tight as a wreath
colours from sky to soil
air organic and wild
you might question the way you used to breathe
climb great heights
trip on roots wrought deep
find views not to be forgotten
tame the animals you meet
life here perseveres
even when it is delicate and thin
and many trample on the trail
to explore what's within
but the guides warn
do not disturb the earth
for once you pluck what's living
there's only diminishing returns
now the streams are hissing
moon and stars are reminiscing
you took only a leaf
but I can feel
suddenly
it is missing.
Copyright © Krystal Cochrane | Year Posted 2016
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