Sunday, 28 of August of 2016

W. Cody Lassell – Siskiyou

there is a forest in my memory
where youth found me barefoot and unafraid
dashing deep within the silence
like a quarried animal seeks cover
I would dance to the sounds of total solitude

within judgment range of only self
I would move without direction
seek without purpose of finding
sometimes I became the wind
sometimes the wind became me

high above a hawk would circle
guarding the secrets of yesterday
and dreaming of lost horizons
limited only by the skies within his soul

the untouched forest is gone
alive only within the memories
of those who bonded to the beauty of its essence
lost… like a lover unforgotten

W. Cody Lassell
November 1994 Earth First!

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