I like to stand and look
at waterfalls and babbling brooks
for hours on end
as foliage blends
into the forest's leafy canopy
nature brings peace and serenity
to me
My olfactory sense
is heightened
by the perfumes
of wild blooms
my mind gets lost
in the dampness of the moss
The leaves on the trees
rustle in the breeze
a symphony of birdsong
is music to my ears
I listen to the sound
of the woodpecker's
staccato rap
as it drills for grubs
in the resin and sap
I hug a tree
with all my might
I whisper
I need love not fight
it's nature's haven of security
Oh how I wish I could take it
home with me
By the Biscuit Poetry Group
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