Deep sighs escape my lips
as I sit consumed with stillness
the trees whisper and the sound reverberates
across the remnants of my chronic aching.
Slowly, I release my knotted being
to the care of green
the care of wind
the care of wood, sea, sky.
Rinse and Repeat.
A virtually endless canopy of perfect lace
stretched across the gray sky
wraps around to form soft, green walls...
I can feel them wrapping soothing arms around me,
while the aphids and ants laugh and tickle my ears.
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