Thursday, August 5, 2010

In the woods

Vapors rising. Shuffling, ruffling leaves. Light surges, then fades.
I always want to be in the woods.
When I remember childhood, I think, the woods.
Walking home through...
Climbing trees in...
Sledding between...
Chopping down...
The woods.
The woods. Where the bears hid.
I never saw them, but in my dreams. That was enough.
Now I go to the woods to hide from the chaos of life. To think. To get away. To calm myself. To wonder where next. Why in this life. What am I doing. Cemented here.
Crescendo of leaves. Haunting me. Holding my breath.

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