There Is A Stillness In The Forest

There is a stillness in the forest

After the night rains.

Each raindrop plays its' part

to localize and dampen

every patch of dirty, tampened

earth colored leaves.

The eye can search and scan and land

on any place in the forest and feel safe.

Safe from any passersby,

safe from neighbors who look and pry,

safe from predators with fangs,

safe from predators with gloves.

No sun yet in this early time

it has not reached its' peak.

But I must go now and pretend

That I am them, not me.

But I could sit here

hours more,

watching the darkened, unstepped forest,

watching with my untrained sight--

watching from my vantage point.

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