Passing Through The woods

It is a way into the woods
where silence seems
to be the only
one seen and felt

As I walk through
the dense forests
I espy the huge trees
nestled close

allowing no light
to pass. They appear
to hold each other firmly
throwing out a proximity

which pronounces a bondage
as if one will not
let down the other
whatever be the outcome.

The togetherness creates
a warmth, a cordiality
allowing no anxiety

Each one seems to tell
the other ” I am there for you,
no worries”. Admiring
the oneness, I stroll

through the thickest areas
where the magnitude
of affability overwhelms
where contentment rules.