I Remember-

When the worlds a heavy place
I remember the rain covered leaves beneath my feet,
I remember the way the melody of the birds crept into my soul,
I remember the scent released from the heart of the pines.
When the worlds a heavy place,
I remember the way the earth can hold me if I let her,
I remember the way the moss creates a soft cover over the hardest of surfaces,
I remember the water-ever flowing-ever ebbing.
When the worlds a heavy place
I remember the way my breath flows in and out,
I remember the way my hair floats about,
I remember the way my heart creates a beat.
When the worlds a heavy place
I close my eyes,
And I remember.

-JL