At One With Solitude
A poem in the style of Nayyirah Waheed
silence. a language
the forest speaks fluently.
i listen with my whole body.
here, i am root and sky.
solitude blooms in my chest.
each step, a heartbeat of earth.
leaves whisper ancient stories.
i become their words.
time melts into bark.
i am lost. i am found.
nature’s rhythm pulses
through my veins.
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