A Quilt of Greenery
(The Darkest and Most Muted Shades)
The road laid steady
As our minivan cascaded across it
The luggage
Snacks
Arguments
Music
And laughter
Leaving its imprint on the highway
With my head outstretched
The air washed through the parts in my fresh braids
My eyes were sealed closed
Until the bridge of my favorite song
Lifted my lids
And I saw the trees folding over one another
A quilt of greenery
That was so comforting and endearing
My soul still takes trips in my mental DeLorean
Back to those moments
To douse itself in the soothing layers of forest green
On the days my flux capacitator is on the fritz
I dip into the fantastical quarter of my brain
There I am a huntress of the most shielded elements of myself
My bare feet caress the olive grass
Until I ascend the most intimidating tree with ease
Atop that immense mass of a living entity
I breathe with purpose
The deep green leaves cleansing my body of its dead skin
I am embraced by
Serenity and Inner peace at its most glorious level
And even when life drags me through a crack in the tree
It has discovered
Unbeknownst to me
My evergreen oasis is still attainable
Because my imagination does not sanction deforestation
It expands and flourishes
Even in the most unappealing of circumstances
And welcomes me back home
When the sun peers into the center of the dimmest green
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