Home

I am found in nature tucked between clarity and silence. I am found on dirt roads cutting deeper into sylvan. I am found in the dampness of moss due North. I am found in the wind, hair swept due East. I am found in the setting of sun due West. I am found in gossamer webs, stretched to the sun due South. I am found under the canopy of Dogwoods and Oaks, rough grazing my hands among bark-wrinkles. I am found humming, amidst friendly screams of foxes and fearful vaults of fawn. I am found irrelevant, separate yet surrounded by layers of life teeming, millions of eyes abounding, shades of green, ubiquitous. I am Earth, home.