The Sun would shine clearly but
It’s under cloud cover
trying to climb over
trying to break through
the path would be clear see but
my current perspective
is within the forest
is under umbrellas
of multihued mushrooms
the connection that’s unmade
the message that’s unsaid
the rolling stream cascades
the pine needles created
a sylvan bed making
a softer landing for
a seeker a wanderer
a heart softly breaking
A world of wonder 