(Poem) The Song of the Forest by Sara Wright

When He comes

I forget who I am.

My story vanishes.

Boundaries dissolve.

 Emerald green,

  leaf filtered light,

clear mountain streams,

 trees, lichens, moss –

become ‘all there is’.

In the still dawning

animals speak.

Nature’s ultimate gift is that given the chance S/he dissolves the artificial socially constructed boundaries that humans have erected to separate themselves from the Earth who is burning in the fire, as many of us are beginning to do now.

We have a choice to re-establish interconnection – to become part of the original family that birthed us into life 500 million years ago… regardless of outcome.

Developing an intimate connection with Nature allows us to disappear into the whole. Ironically, dissolution of self is where peace is found.

(Meet Mago Contributor) Sara Wright.


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