The Poem in my Pocket:
Walking in the Forest
Walking in the forest
a radiant feeling pounces
on my misty
heart, clearing
my bad thoughts.
Good memories leap,
alert, brought to my mind
by a cool breeze.
Then they sleep.
Relaxed.
Magic flows through me
like a child running on cool summer grass.
by Tevon Dubois in A Child on The Island: The Ageless Wisdom of a Ten-Year-Old
p.s. I will return to actually writing posts here some day. It feels like it will be soon, but we shall see!