All was Good

All was good 

I looked around

i turned gently 

soothed by the gentle sun

I walked slowly 

through the labyrinth of trees

needles and leaves 

crackling and crunching

wild laughter and joy 

spontaneously rushed forth

whole wild wilderness

wakefulness

to feel so alive

ah love broke all walls

and flowed forth like an 

infinite ocean

colors whirled

my breath flowed

i slowed down 

and stopped


i breathed deep and slow

I smiled and 

the maples, beech and oak

smiled back

while fungi sang ancient hymns

the rocks and soil spoke from

the ground of eons, 

a patience of poetics

that couldn’t be contained

here all were my relations 

there was no outer or inner

all spoke in such eloquence

and 

I could feel nothing 

but the bliss of love

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