Earth head down,
to the roots and up to the wood
[above: a pitch burl from
a pine in the Grand Canyon]
As a person that walks the woods,
it is a place that is alive with scent.
The mystery of the trees,
in their own complex and profoundly beautiful ecosystem,
takes moisture from the earth and sky —
in leaves, needles and roots, that transpires
that moisture as a molecular mist in its very canopy,
changes all the air around it.
And a forest is rich with oxygen to awaken the mind; and the perfume of the woods that flows all round — a great wafting of tiers of scent.
I lie down and scent
the earth, the barks, the roots,
the breeze of moist oxygen that rolls through the forest.
I listen to the breathing of the woods.
Perfume it is.
Like the etymology of
the word itself through fume.
It comes through.
Whether remote wilderness, or
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