Paradise

I wake up to sky as blue as ice cream,
wilderness encircles me.
I am the wind and the trees,
my limbs are ice-melted streams.
The birds tell of all that they’ve seen,
rabbits run around my feet,
everything smells like mint and cypress.
Here, my tongue is an autumn leaf.
I am safe and I am far away.
My past can’t touch me here; nothing can.
I beling tonthe forest,
I am a dryad: unknown and nameless.
I fall asleep to the crisp frosty air,
the night sky is an aquarium above me,
I dive in
and become a fish
and seep into the stars.

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