Opening

 

 

Tim Foster

 

Opening

 

I stroll down the path, the

dark green forest envelopes me.

Cool, leafy trees shade me

from the burning rays of the sun.

All is serene, not an insect or

animal intrudes on my space.

I am lost in my thoughts, like an

automaton place one foot in front of another.

Out of nowhere I come upon a break in the trees

where sunlight penetrates my eyes.

I blink and my dream state is broken

like a dry twig in a strong wind.

Insects of all shapes and sizes flit and

buzz in the warm sunlight.

I follow the path through the opening

my senses aware of my surroundings.

I push through the cloud of insects and

re-enter the tree covered path.

Quickly my mind returns to the idle musings

I had before entering the opening.

I return to that automatous state.

 

 

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