Darkness Forest Floor (a Haiku)

From the Melcher Way collection from the R2 journal entries - February 2025 I long to feel the times, the way I used to feel the times— If only sunlight would reveal the days to me again— moments I lost to ravages of mind. If only wind would breeze upon my face those sweet aromas— forgotten and lost to the favor of some artificial delicacies. If only earth would be under my feet—raw— grounding me to righteous paths—away from familiar chasings. If only trees would rustle their boughs: the ge...