POEM INSPIRED BY WALKING IN NORTH WOODS
The language of Spring
is speaking through my flesh, muscles and bones.
It says this way of moving the body needs
updating, it stifles the tissues and confuses the
It is time to take the shoes off and feel the
grass, to stretch new places, for instance
below the lower ribs and the upper chest.
Let yourself get lost in the forest womb and
notice the blossoms before they bloom.
Be cleansed by the wind rustling amongst
the tall sequoia trees.
It is time to breathe fully again, open the lungs
to the fresh tree scent.
© Daniela Coronelli
25th February 2023