far from the noise
uncivilized journey
rain is falling again
leaves above shield us

exotic flowers
fragrance grows with the rain
sweet honey to the nose
breathing deep

rest for a moment
hear the drops of rain
drip drip dripping in rhythm
a thousand tiny drums

just beyond view
movement in the branches
birds snakes squirrels
allowing us to share

drenched now
refreshing waters from an unseen sky
all is dim
under the ancient trees

thoughts slow
moving at the pace
of the ageless growing titans
friends with the squirrel

remembering
a place very deep within
with the tree, from the tree, of the tree
journey through the mind of the forest