Beneath shadowed trees, between gnarled roots
Darkened cool of dampened earth
This wide berth of forgotten earth
This soft hush, velour reserve
I withdraw in this green enclave
Caving in its fragrant maw, here I thaw
Into mossy feelings
Of wordless whisperings
Light pierce the canopy
I lay in its yellow glare
Its bothersome rays of jovial mare
Trespass my mellow turf
While time whiles away, heedless I stay
With hazy dreams of gentle gladness
While the darkening day swallows
the trail home, I say;
Let the dark face my wild soul
In this wilderness, I am home.
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