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Forest
July 21, 2013
A sea of silent echoes,
the dark and gnarled trees,
the land's relaxed breathing
is the only sound to me
I don't belong to the desert,
or the ocean's frothy coast.
I live within the woodlands,
they are what call to me the most
I love the vibrant, luscious flowers,
the river's graceful soul.
The earth, a burnt sienna
is what makes my heart feel whole
The deer, they pass, my brothers hunt
I watch them come and go
In the heart of my true homeland,
time, it always seems to slow.
© Josh W., Peoria, AZ
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