This is your Forest, This is your Earth

I am first steps on stone. Second steps in the mud. This is your forest, your spring, little sapling, stem, root and a single leaf.
This is your forest, your brothers, their branches — their leaves are falling. 
Falling into the gutters. The gutters of the city. My city.

I am footsteps on the pavement. I am hands in my backpack, gloves and a jacket. 
There are umbrellas abandoned in trash cans. There is wind — whispering me backwards. 
There is laughter / there is laughter.
I am footsteps past boys in giant gumboots, boys with guitars, boys splashing laughter onto the walls of the city. My city. 
There is wind — whispering me backwards to the fireside of my flat, backwards to my friends 
and my cups of tea.

I see you on the hill but I am hands on the handle of my front door. 
I am in the kitchen at my window. 
I count cups of tea. Peppermint. Earl Grey. Oolong.
I am still at my window with the rain. 
Oolong —you have forgotten about me.

There is laughter / there is laughter.

This is your forest, your branches above my city.
Your leaves, they are loud. So loud. I am footsteps on the pavement, second steps on the road. 
I am footsteps past long haired girls in tiny dresses. Girls clutching wine bottles — long necks and thighs exposed to the sky.

There is laughter / there is laughter.

I am eyes on the road. Eyes watering in the wind. This city, my city; you have forgotten about me.
I am bare feet; bare chest; open shirt and footprints in the mud. There is laughter in your leaves. 
There is music on my tongue, a choir with the rain; high notes to the wind. This is your forest, your bark; your brothers in Pine, their needles, your leaves — nowhere are there humans; their lights are shadows against my back.

My eyes are forward; toward tonight. This Earth, your dirt; my bare chest beneath your branches. 
Pine. Hill. And forest. 
I did not forget about you.
Moon. Light. Sky — join me — bless me — undress me in your night — tonight — I remember your forest.
Earth. Stone. Mud. Leaves — live through me — laugh with me. 
I am your ecstasy; ecstatic. 
I am first steps on stone. Second steps in the mud.
I am the dance of your forest. Remember me.