♤Green♤

Small ferns tickle my ankles as I walk past

And a creek bubbles along cheerfully,

Its waters masking the faint sounds of a highway behind me. 

The birds are singing somewhere off in the distance

And their melody fills the air,

Echoing through the trees.

Rays of sunlight poke through the dense canopy

And bathe the woods in warmth.

Towering giants surround me on all sides,

Their trunks sturdy and unyielding beneath my fingers.

A willow stands to my right, 

Its branches draping close to the ground, brushing my arms.

I lift myself into its grasp and away from the soft soil,

So different from the cold cement I’m used to.

Leaves form a curtain around me,

Waving slightly in the wind and creating a breeze,

Gently tossing my hair behind my shoulders.

Slowly, I slide down from the willow

And head towards the heart of the forest;

The city may be close, but here, my world is green.