Frozen in time
dark soil nurtures
The endless drone of societal vigor
no longer pounds
Latent critters pass by
under the leafy canopy
Rain drops brush against my cheek
Miles of hidden beauty to traverse
for a brief moment appearing pure
Junction and switchback,
valley and creek,
I go deeper
losing all sense of time and place
It’s just me
the pouring rain
the darkening forest
I eventually return to where I started
a hazy memory of the journey
The first time I breathed in weeks
I weep