I find myself 

Wandering in the densest

Forest.

Without a sound I lay myself down

In the moss, the twigs, the leaves

And I breathe.

I am them and they are me,

The earth,

The stars,

This air.

And that has to be enough in this moment 

For I hang on silently,

The merest

Particle

Brushing my fingertips;

As this air strums my

Out of tune heart,

Strings stretched to snap.

Thump.

As my heartbeat slows i am

Reimmersed;

Securely wrapped

In the cocoon;

The womb, The tomb.

In stillness I become the miraculous healing.

All else is released but love.

In a gasp of breath reborn;

Nothing remains to mourn.

I am.