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When I Am Among The Trees

Updated: Sep 20, 2024


Image by Absher Arts


A poem by local author: Julia Loughran


When I am among the trees a quiet reverence fills my soul. Dapple light dances on the leaf-strewn stage. Aspen leaves show off their shimmy, while evergreens moan with the wind. My breath slows and deepens taking in the forest scent. Pungent pine combines with decomposing leaves. My mind releasing its toxic tangle of thoughts. These trees, impervious to the raging political battles, sing their ancient song in harmony. Provide the balm I crave, I linger. Always thankful for this safe haven.

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