walk in nature

 

walk in nature

till you go away and

nature walks you

if you can't walk

sit in nature

till you go away and

nature sits you

if you can't sit

be in nature

till you go away and

nature is you -------------------------------------------------------

at the thigh-high of grass at the thigh-high of grass

and the willow herb of waist

I'm found

found by a deer-narrow path

I'm leaving litter behind as I go

a trail of me - the parts I don't need

I shed some things with small sigh of breeze

peeling off rind - off from the mind

the thinking and the thoughts

they're thrown away in handfuls

cast as if I'm sowing doubt

a rain-quick rinse washes off more

some pith, some regrets and worries

at the prickle of thistle

and the catch of bramble-snare

there

delusions get torn off

and at the caw of crow

where there's cuckoo-spit-wet

I'm lost

and now I'm not walking

because nature walks me

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