Photograph taken by, Theresa F. Koch.

The forest surrounds me with its crispness
I could just melt into this aromatic space
The leaves Morse code makes me listen
The tapping beats a hearts natural pace

Lulling me into sleep just relaxing my mind
Lie down becomes part of this world’s melody
My breath becomes part of its vibrating beat
Time has been lost just a green eternity exists

When will I drown in the air here? Forever
Will I be a particle for the next generation?
Lessons of creation seem hidden within
Perhaps I can break the code’s secrets

But soon I shall tend not to exist at all
Just blend in and become an ingredient
For the dirt which feeds the fields and forest
Then I shall yell out in the leaves Morse code