Trees

In the middle of a
Small patch
Of remaining
Native forest
In the foothills
Of the mighty
Ruapehu
Ngauruhoe
And Tongariro
On our blustery
Snow
Hail and
Rain-blessed
Walk

I allow
The sparkling clear
Crisp
Oxygen rich
Air
To explode into
Every
Cell of my
Being

Refreshing
Cleansing
Healing

Noticing
The trees’
Wholehearted
Consent
Cheering me on

I get the
Message
This needs to be
About more
Than me
Restoring
Myself

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