Inhale. Star

your footsteps
travel
upwARD
held upon
SpIrAlInG
railroad ties
on the forest path
a HEAVY scent of
lichen, moss,
soil HoldinG years
of memories
held within
pine trees’ leafy
umBRELLas
WAFTing up as
you inhale DEEPLY
the smell of
canvas beneath
a star StUdDeD
sky you fall
asleep in a
noiseless
forest except
for the breeze
of gently
SwayIng
branches