A Grave


You found me
hiding deep in the forest.
My name written out for you,
Etched in the wood.
My voice carried on the back of the wind
to you.
Each leaf falling, a piece of me.
The rays of sunlight beating, beating, beating,
down through the branches- my heart.
The warm, damp soil tickling your toes,
my gentle touch.

You sat and talked with me.
Pools of water, brimming over flower petals
as I wept with you.
The quick chirping of the chickadees,
My laughter.
The creaking of bark, my sighs.
And each piece of grass you absently pulled,
Oh, how it stung!

In the forest you found me,
And in the melodious embrace of spring
My life bloomed again.

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