A Writer’s LairPosted: December 3, 2013
I walked into the forest to get away,
taking with me all the essentials for the day…
Then I came upon some rocks – smooth and grey
and amongst them I decided I’d lie —
So I lit some mary j,
and listened to the stream’s sweet cries….
For some time I was lost amid the tall trunks and green vines;
and when the sun’s rays began struggling to break through the canopy,
I decided to make my way back to civilisation –
and as I did, I felt sad for leaving
but was happy I could make out the path back.
Then I thought of how oft in life we journey back and forth
through the passage of time into memory
trying to hold on to a moment in the past
and especially to avoid dealing with the present.
Next thing I knew I was walking out of the forest
to go on about my evening.
© Heath Muchena, 2013