My home is in the deep forest of this Island:
I walk daily around the edge of the shore,
then sit for a while with my bare feet in
the little waves which languidly lap in and
out around my ankles.
Tall trees above my head swing and sway as
warm wind passes;
I drink spring water from green leaves.
I weave willow branches to form a little
basket then rest beside a tree while
sipping cold, wild tea.
I lie down between clean,rainwashed
sheets woven by my own hands...
I've taken my body away,
far away from the daily grind
filling, flooding my mind
with clean, clear waters of being
I inhabit this island,
this glorious island.
-//\\-odmmb