(Forest air bathing)
Cleanse the cobwebs from those spidery thoughts
Cocooning your brain with apprehension.
Forget you ever existed and exist for the moment,
Listen to the wordless dialogue between the trees.
Feel yourself at one with the world, not one from the world.
Watch the innate come alive as you focus more clearly,
The fauna and flora materialize like stars in the muffled skies
Before acclimatised eyes.
Anthony Ward has been writing in his spare time for a number of years.
He has been published in a number of literary magazines including The
Autumn Sound, The Faircloth Review, Word Gumbo, Four and Twenty, Drunk
Monkeys, Underground, Torrid Literature Journal and The Rusty Nail,
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