winter woods walk 201w - December 28, 2014s

author’s note:

“Truth! Stark naked truth…”
        — John Cleland, author of Fanny Hill
 

HERE

Here

the trees shelter me
with their sturdy limbs

yet threaten me
with the uncertainty
of their limbs.

Here, I am a child of the forest.
Here, I am my own warrior.

Here, I am both naked and blanketed.

Inspired by the beauty, I open
but with anxious hesitation

until I find release in waking surrender.

Here, I am fully individual
and yet I can cease to exist
for long still moments…

Here, I’m no more important than a stone—
maybe even less.

Here, I am quite important

as is the stone…the leaf…

the frog.
 

© 2014, Michael R. Patton
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