The Trees Are Calling | Poem

The Trees Are Calling | Poem

This is where I belong
This is where I feel free 
To be me 
To be who I am 
Quiet 
Still 
Shh 
Listen 
The trees are calling 
Inviting 
Welcoming 
To walk the forest floor 
A bed of past life 
Past food 
Past shelter 
Past comfort 
Calling me 
To lay my burdens 
My thoughts 
As our earth 
Breaks them down 
To feed
To nourish 
For new life 
New seeing 
New being 
Written by Bee 
2021
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