The Nature That Hides

A bear carries a forest inside of its soul Baring truth to the nature that hides in the folds Of the trees. Belly up she surrenders the sunlight is warm Barely waking the hum of the honey bees swarm As she ambles through leaves and crisp crackles are heard The forest it speaks though it speaks not in words Of the nature that hides in the folds Of the trees. Demystify me of this fog that endures Where so many are deaf to the sound not of words How the roar of the beasts doesn’t strike them to freeze Not the howl of the wolf, soft caress of the breeze Go on talking and talking and silence waits there In the breath of of the birds and the light on the leaves. She is the weight so no burden is felt Shining down from the sky, in a cave, under pelt Baring teeth, razor claws, for only to feast And to forage and fight off what causes unease Protector of all that she carries inside The truth of the nature that hides in the folds Of the trees.

words: FMH

image: Andreas Lie