a babe in the woods

Learning To Crawl

i will crawl again
like a child

through the bosom of these woods
that surround, protect

unafraid of the coyote cry
breaking but a breath within the sigh
of twilight's coming quiet
settling with the dew of tired eyes

my child-like wonder cradled and safe
in the moss arms of this forest maiden
whispering me to sleep beneath
this cold blue bowl of stars

where i began,
where i begin again