Sowmya Hiremat

I fell in love with the forest.

In it my loudness was swallowed
By the sounds of its morning creatures

In it my too muchness was morphed
By the towering trees – 1000 years old

In it my weirdness was adopted
By the family of unknown species

In it my treble voice was made chorus
By the billion buzzing bugs of night & day

In it all my tears & fears flowed, welcomed
By the snaking, unending, wide river

In it my red heart was nested & hatched
By the loudest macaws on the canopies

In it my slithering doubts were put to rest
By the bed of leaves on its wet ground

In it my misfit tired soul was found & loved
By the unknown tribe of a magic land.

I fell in love with the forest..
As I stepped foot into it, I knew
I had come back home.