Thread: My mind is a forest

Leafy and green,
Shadowed,
Full of dark lurking creatures and cheerful songbirds.

Which are more apparent,
And don't stop singing.

Through the middle runs a stream where I draw my energy,
A source of peace that's rare amongst the busy animals.

I don't hang on to things so nothing is cluttered,
It's all biodegradable to me!

The predators occasionally prowl to the front of me awareness,
And sometimes there's wind shaking the tall slender trees.