The air is making music
A symphony of forest
Lakes, stream, ocean,
Crow line grass in meeting,
Rabbits burrow,
Fawn spring
Eagles soar above,
And her eyes read the nature
A foreigner
In this setting
Still she knows
This dampness in the air,
This heat,
Does not
belong so far north
Despite her domestication;
disconnect
From pieces of
the message
she does not get,
her animal instincts
engage
And she feels
the need
to learn
This return to nature,
She feels through her core,
She is the student,
And here she is studying.
8/3/2018
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