By Shabahat-Noor Husnain

I’m going to take a stroll in the woods

Walk at my own pace

Leave a print in the dirt

And breathe in and out the hurt

Appreciate all the wise and unbothered trees

With not a single person in sight to please

Maybe I’ll see the birds take flight

Gain some perspective and soak in the moonlight

Throw rocks into the wishful water stream

Lay in the grass hoping it was all just a bad dream

When I walk back I will see the path I took

Learning from it not giving it a second look