The forest is lush with green velvet moss; the only sounds we hear are those of nature. Tall trees sway in the wind, leaves rustling with anticipation. The red fox and her kits come out of their den to play.
There is nothing left of the artificial world now that the two leggeds are gone. The only signs of their existence are rotting structures covered with honeysuckle vines. The air hangs heavy with their sweet essence. Butterflies of every imaginable color come drink the honey nectar. We have returned to our honorable ways of finding sustenance. Gone are the days of foraging through garbage heaps left behind by humans.
Only mouths are we, who sings the distant heart which safely exists in all things. We raise our voices in a sacred hymn to Mother Earth; there is balance in the circle of life again.
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Prosery: Here’s the Thing about Existing
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page