If the chaos of the day
has worked its way into your
heart and bones, wrapping itself
like a boa constrictor around your breath,
walk home by way of the woods,
if you can.
Crossing the threshold from modern world
to ancient trees, a stillness falls
from head to foot, unwinding the knots
around the troubled mind.
The trees, and all that live amongst them,
from forest floor to uppermost canopy,
guard an ancient truth to soothe the heart
and restore the wearied soul.
From bark and branches presence flows,
gathering in generous pools about one’s feet.
Stoop, my love, and drink.
Let the elixir of the forest
bring you home.
Love and courage,