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The Forest

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To live in the forest
amongst the trees,
surrounded by trunks,
branches, roots, leaves.
To tread through detritus
brush against fern,
to be open, observe,
absorb and learn.

Within such life,
so alone,
can make you realize
you’re never on your own.
The force that surrounds,
the growth, the power,
the beauty in nature
the art in a flower.
To sit in the stillness
be one with the land,
is one true way
to understand.

We are part of
an innumerable whole,
beyond physical form
lies an eternal soul.

Kathleen Morgan

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