In the August Woods

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In the August woods I love how the leaves cover us

and the noise of politicians is erased, even the highway

becomes a distant memory as our souls

find protection in the trees, our minds,

free now to listen, and

be healed.

       

And our heartbeat and our breathing become noticeably important,

in the stillness, and in the life, of the woods.

       

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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