Alone in my cabin
In the company of tickling ants,
Biting flies, and stinging mosquitoes.
Hold on a minute,
I thought I was alone.
What a trick
This idea of solitude is.
Alone in my cabin
In the company of tickling ants,
Biting flies, and stinging mosquitoes.
Hold on a minute,
I thought I was alone.
What a trick
This idea of solitude is.
Walk gently upon the Earth.
Watch your step, please.
I have countless siblings
Who live low,
Expressing their wisdom
About being grounded.
So, please.
Watch your step.
Walk mindfully.
Thank you!
While walking through the forest, I heard a voice whisper, “Greetings, walking tree.”
What a relief. I was never alone.