ALIVE // LIVING

do you ever feel

like the only tree in the forest

that when the wind pushes through

your leaves are the only ones

who tremble


as if somehow

the girl from down the street

with her velcro and rosie cheeks

forgot to color in

the rest of the jungle

with her dull

green and brown

crayons


or maybe

you were left there alone

on purpose

to dig your hungry roots deeper

and deeper

into the earth

until you stumble upon

a quiet place

in your solitude


until you realize

that once your eyes are shut

and you listen to

and feel

the breath in the breeze

the forest is lush

and flourishing

around you

for you