I walk
to woods
I talk
to myself
I stalk
the green
the door
shuts behind me.

I leave
behind concrete
I need
new surroundings
they breed
new awareness
and feed
my soul

now
all around me
endowed
with life
proud
of their sun
uncrowded
by man

The trees
grow around me
The leaves
block the light
she grieves
for my absence
but
I
need this flight