i heard a loud thud.
i wasnt sure where it began, i couldnt find its ending.
i just knew it was there.
i tried to follow it.
i was lead into a familiar forest, where the trees stood tall around me, their leaves held pictures of times gone by, their trunks scattered with memories in captions.
they told stories to me, they spoke with friendly voices.
the trees and me.
i took refuge under the foliage, holding tight to their roots,
afraid of being washed away with the wind.
“here we go now, take a breath, take a step.”
i wandered in the endless land, floating through the continuum like all the world was mine.
i knew these trees, i no longer felt afraid.
theyre the ones that shelter me in unforgiving storms,
their vines wiping away the tears of fright i shed.
theyre the ones that hold me safe in the grasp of their branches.
theyre the ones that carry me above the mud,
when im sinking too fast to save myself.
theyre the ones that let me save them.
the trees and me.
my trees and me.