little people
yawning and stretching, reaching
for the sun
*
looking at them
are they looking back at me?
maybe….maybe not
(The mind is always thinking, that’s what it does. Sometimes I think, maybe I think too much, but I like the things my mind likes to think about. They make me smile and feel at home in the world. And when I feel lost, I go back to the woods again and again for a fresh sense of delight and the wonder of it all.)
