Fine in the Forest

Find me in the forest
feet on blurry grass
Bubbling leafy brown buildings in the burial ground of the past
Find me here
in the blooms of before  
Ignore the seed if need be
That we don’t know
what we can’t see
Still dance your feet on the floor
Skin to sky
and heart to core
No less
No more
Back and forth beings
In the bodies of skin
and bones
Changing through the roam
Hearts of blood that beat to the beat of love
In the forest of it all