The Pace of Life
If I’m on a trail long enough
I slow down to the pace of life
the true pace
I join the beat of the earth
I join the shifts in the wind
I join the flaps of the butterfly
and eventually
the forest sees a friend in me
and begins drumming me along
with each step
in harmony when I’m listening
and random when I’m not
and I have found
that listening to life
does not mean an unwillingness
to listen to yourself
but that you’ve remembered
even for a moment
that you
and life
and that forest drumming you along
are one.