Atmosphere, thoughts
on the path
leaves under my feet
leaves on branches
with an inner presence

It becomes quit inside me
the outer world withdraw
leave a place, for more
beyond the external noise

Leaves under my steps
moisten from the nights rain
the smell of earth

Here I am found
as someone who belongs
among deep roots and high crowns
physical and in another dimension

The dragonflies cicles above our land
they stay for a long time, draw, paint
their magical patterns
with secret messages
as only can be open by those
who listen inside

Let me walk on the path, with wet leaves
Let me take time to become still and 
discover all secret words, that will lead me home.