I can’t figure it out.

I’ve pondered and analyzed
to my heart’s discontent
and still, nothing makes sense.

I think I’ll take a walk
into the woods,
to be embraced
by the gentle breeze,
to be touched by
serenity,

and I need to see the trees.
They have a keen sense
of awareness,
so I’m going to ask them.

Yes, the trees will know.

Lauren Scott © 2015