Thursday, March 20, 2014

Forest Bathing

Full creek,
   cloudy with sediment
and the rush of fresh rains

a musty, mossy scent
thickens the air

the forest is fluttering,
   floating by
rivers of motion:

cascades of winter wren trills
branches heavy with buds
little dogs
muddy-footed runners

even the skinny jean advertisers
  are taking in
    the first luxurious morsels

of spring.

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