Kit Kelen #887 - live in a forest

887

live in a forest

leaves drift down

never hear the tall ones drink

never hear what sun says

I live in a forest

it comes with clouds

with mould and lichen

there's every colour in it

the blue sets off

right round the stone

no one ever threw

or planets of a night

come silent

in their distance

inside the sky

under the stars

this is my address

I live in a forest

hear the rain

listen for the road

all in the after glisten

I live in a forest

admit that it is

I can think of many reasons

fear of fire

or wanting some

walls to hold up

and furniture

and instrument

the tree is after loved

with roof

you'll look out

live the forest

and let's say home

because we're here

and welcome all!

join us strangers

perhaps you'll find the forest fruits

and see what we can't

those who climb

most wordlessly

they make my day

consider every creature

mourn the ones now gone

leaf drift

and glisten in the after fall

lit just when sun says

here's where we let the moment in

it's with us all the day

and sleep on it

to dream your tree

then you'll admit

you live in a forest

with mists

and cow edge

chimney for winter

I think you know the song

and on account of being here

we owe the ones are gone

didn't you once plant a seed?

and all the years to here

your heart

that moon's for an example to us

and stars (no longer city seen)

they're as far back as you go

no one to wave to up there, not yet

seems like the forest is it for us

for every one round here

all the valley wakes to this wonder

of forest either side

don't you sometimes blink

it's still there

let's not blink till it's gone

live in a forest

still see the sky

ask when did the saw become a machine

that was really a help

and nails - how did they get into a gun?

it's day to day we do it

you won't notice all that's gone

the rain

the sunshine

we're collectors

and feed

a forest lives in us

little bird told me

I'm here to translate

and shiver me timbers

a river runs through

tide's rising

an Ark

and biblical too!

is it weather will blow this all away?

it's great swaggering dollar

with smoke

curse of growth

I came for beauty, quiet, calm

you can see how much trouble I am

it's like a religion I commit

to this love of here I am

and leave it better after

I live in a forest

a leaf falls

follow with your eyes

no need to be like that

I'll take my model from these trees

they know how to stand