Solitary Walks – II

The sun’s a thoughtless killer, how
It blazes carelessly:
This path protects the forest, but
The forest protects me.

And shielded in its reticence,
Renew the ancient trust:
We must protect the woods, so that
The woods can protect
Us

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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