In the Forest

In the forest one can forget they are human
You can smell the weather and hear the wind 
Run at full tilt and not see a car 
Shout at the sky and not have people stare
Your isolated soul returns to you 
It's divine nature assured in creative sight
 No argument about a sinful life as it all becomes clear
That goodness and mercy falls like  rain 
And nature is God^s mistress.
The handmaiden and fabric of reality 
The mother of wisdom 
In the forest  you can be a disciple
You can hear prophets in the thunder
Taste the perfection in the rain
Cathedral^s why do we bother 
When a waterfall in divine
majesty looms before us
when the birds sing the sacred hymns
Let my heart be found in worship here
O my lord Creator divine