The gorgeous blue green water rushes around my feet
As I wonder why I'm really here.
All the questions hang in the air
Unanswered and unheard
Who am I?
Does anyone know the real me?

A bee buzzes quietly…
Misunderstood by humanity.
Maybe we have more in common than he thinks.
People judge him for what they assume him to be,
Never even stopping to get to know him.
What if he’s different than they believe?
Harming anyone is at the farthest depths of his mind,
Never a priority like some may presume.

The water meets a log and tumbles over to continue its journey
The leaves are caught by the branches of the fallen tree
Being filtered from the pure water
Is the leaf so different from me?
Am I filtered out of people’s lives because I pollute them?

The sound of the cool, shining water calms me
It races through the nooks and crannies of the tree I am relaxing on,
My feet dangling into the cool depths, as
My mind meanders through thoughts that I can't even make sense of for myself.

Does anyone hear my call for help?
I'm safely tucked away,
however the feeling of danger is ever present.
Trust everyone or trust no one?
Either way is a path to rejection and fear.

I reminisce on past years
And am reminded why this place has always been my escape.
The gurgling brook calms me,
The trees will never surrender my secrets
The sunshine warms my skin as the sand swallows up my feet.
All is right with the world.

Sometimes fleeing from the pain is all you have left.