Going to the forest

I wanna go to the forest,
Forget about the noise
Seep in the air and views
Lay under the stars,
Fall asleep cuddled to my bug.

I wanna go to the forest,
Caressing it at my feet,
Feeling the ground as it becomes whole with me,
As I lay under the morning tree,
Seeping in the crisp breeze in the air.
All the landscapes and flare.
Nothing makes me feel more bare,
Then being free and having no care..

©Rudi Jensen