Inside myself

The leaves *rustle* under my feet

As I walk inside myself….

The trees /sway/ whimsically

As I carefully, step among their roots_ _ _

My feet have carried me for ^hours^

But no pain/no tire

I finally hear the rush—

Of the calm waterfall/I know so well

As I scuttle/up the side of the crystal clear waterfall/

I get *sprayed* by the trickle___

Of water beside me...

I carefully… trod…

Into the (cave) that door is water

I start gouging —

A woylie, an animal that I hope will stay

Out of a -piece-

Of driftwood

That fell/past flecks of wood fall//it comes to life

Chittering on my shoulder —

I am a part of my forest